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Mental health struggles are apparent in many people from all walks of life. We all have a story that got us to where we are. They are stories that have made us into the people we have become. They are the things that made us strong and able to take on the world. They are also the things that can inspire others to keep fighting for the happiness that they deserve.

​Here are the stories that have been submitted via the "share your story" page.

I would like to personally thank these people for submitting their stories. I commend you on your bravery. I hope your stories are able to inspire someone else.

Warrior Number Nine

12/16/2019

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​"I moved here after finishing school in my old town. My old house was bad, we couldnt lock the door when we left because we didnt have a key, and i couldnt leave anytging on my dresser when i was sleeping due to the people who would visit. I had no wifi, phone, or games to play on growing up untill i was 11 and got a xbox 360. Then when i was 14 my sister gave me her ps4 and bought me a phone. had no power for about 1 and a half months before i got evicted but before that the power and water would be turned off every once in a while. I went to "gateway" which they call the "bridge" here, I pretty sure  that I have insomnia because as long as i could remember i've suffered from the symptoms. I had to go to anger managment which was actually fun from grades one to six. That actually gave me the ability to control my anger, however after that i started to feel less happy. I was a funny energetic person through junior high I missed sign ups for hockey so i had fun on the basketball team during grade 9. My friends lived out of town so i hung out with my friends who lived in town.(which was 2) They would bully eachother and bully me but i wouldnt do anything back because i'm not used to punching lightly. I would go to one of their 2 houses everyday. They bullied me everyday for over 3 years and in grade 10 i could say i was "officialy depressed" even though i was depressed since grade 7 or 8 but that was when i thought suicidal and depressed were the same thing. Not ao long after the start of the second semester  My dad said he'd disown me for not doing good in school with my friend in the car which i didnt really care about because i didnt care about anything at that point, but thats when i stopped caring for him. And shortly after the start of the second semester we got kicked out of our house. I slept over at my friends house for two days and on moday i went to school. For lunch me and two of my friends walked to my house but it was boarded up when we got there, we assumed it was either raided or we got evicted.  I never got my stuff back yet only my Tv and thats it. I stayed at my grandmas after that on the couch for a couple months. i got suspemded from school and they put me into gateway without any notice, i walked to school in the morning amd they told me i wasnt aloud on school property. After that i was atill depressed just a little happier. Then i continued on untill summer when i moved to grande prairie with my mom and continued sleeping on the couch untill school started again. Then they started making me a room. I didnt go to school untill the last week of september because even though i kept asking her about she didnt sign me up. I havent made friends during the summer, and i havent made any yet wven though its already december. The one friend i made was staying at the sunrise house and we would hang out every day or two but then he moved back home. Even though im have running water now and a working bath tub i still feel lonley and depressed. I cant make friend because i think i may have an anxiety disorder. I constantly feel like everyone is judjing me and i had the feeling my friends are only pretending to like me. Now i have none. But both my sisters had to go to treatment because one had a mental breakdoen and the other got mentally ill from the drugs her "boyfriend" was giving her. So i woudlt be suprised if i had to. But the way the world works ia corrupt(well in my head it is) because you need money to make money. And just because your nice and respectable doesnt mean the world will treat you any better. Now im going to be 16 a couple days before christmas and i havent gotten birthday or christmas presents for a couple years now other than one thing which was an early early present for this year. There is alot more to say but ill end it here. Over and out."
- Anonymous 
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