I struggled with depression for as long as I can remember, but I didn't always have the vocabulary for it or realize that's what it was.
I lacked a lot of things...confidence, self worth, self love, direction.
I was bullied incessantly for my big eyes. I didn't know how to stand up for myself. I was called things like "frog eyes."
I became the person the bullies thought I was. Insecure. Ugly. Vulnerable.
I wanted to die, but I didn't know how to do it. I didn't have access to the means.
Now, I'm grateful.
Because life isn't always rainbows, but I'm definitely a unicorn.