We all come unique packages with strength and weakness, and somewhere there is a precious gift in all of us
Depression makes you seek lonely places, and that is what I started doing during the second semester of my first year in college. The black creek, the woods, the empty fields, the old cemetery-anywhere away from people, away from their critical eyes. I would seek out these places, choosing routes and times that would mean I could avoid as many people as possible.
In seventh grade, false feelings and false faces are the rule.
My watchful animal instinct to avoid people is almost overpowering.
