I felt like maybe this was supposed to happen to me. I mean was doing well in school and I seemed happy. At first I wasn't depressed or at least I didn't think so. I kept hiding myself;burying my pain and sorrow trying to cling for happiness wherever I could find it even in a brief moment. This caused a very bad self perception of myself. I never realized how low my self esteem truly was until I got out of there. I felt like I needed my family and I depended on them for reassurance. When I escaped I felt panicked and stressed. I felt like I was doing something wrong and bad; because of all of the years of mental abuse I went through. My body seemed to reject my new found freedom and caused me to become depressed and for a long time I suffer with insomnia and I would feel sick just thinking about
I felt like maybe this was supposed to happen to me. I mean was doing well in school and I seemed happy. At first I wasn't depressed or at least I didn't think so. I kept hiding myself;burying my pain and sorrow trying to cling for happiness wherever I could find it even in a brief moment. This caused a very bad self perception of myself. I never realized how low my self esteem truly was until I got out of there. I felt like I needed my family and I depended on them for reassurance. When I escaped I felt panicked and stressed. I felt like I was doing something wrong and bad; because of all of the years of mental abuse I went through. My body seemed to reject my new found freedom and caused me to become depressed and for a long time I suffer with insomnia and I would feel sick just thinking about