This story is rated a veryhard PG-13 for strong language and difficult themes involving substances, self harm, and mental illness
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“Damn, man, you need to settle yourself down.” The boy on my right frowns at me and shakes his head. “You shakin’ like a fuckin’ chihuahua over here and it’s stressin’ me out.” His long black hair is tucked behind his ears and tied back by an intricate yellow bandana. High cheekbones and dark skin reveal a native heritage--probably Navajo. He looks to be about as tall as I am and cuts an imposing figure amongst the other kids in the circle.
“Language, Jordan.” It seems like Rodriguez might be losing his grip on the group already. “Let’s get back on topic.”
“Depression.” The dark-skinned girl, Alexis, has a notepad of her own and seems to be taking a very detailed account of the session. “Elliot Bishop was just talking about his depression.”
“Please, we all have fuckin’ depression.” Jordan rolls his eyes and suddenly my throat tightens up and a stinging sensation inside threatens to well up in my eyes.
“Jesus Christ, give him a fucking break, Jordan! Remember your first day? Sorry, Jesus” Dark-haired girl waves up at the bloody portrait on the wall with an apologetic expression, before rounding on Jordan, who has his arms crossed into his leather vest, one clubby boot parked on the opposite knee as if daring me to challenge him. She suddenly gets to her feet and claps loudly to get everyone's attention, much to Rodriguez’s visible displeasure. “Everyone needs to chill out a little, okay? The first time in Group is hard enough without you guys getting all up in his shit. Sorry, Julian--language, I know.” She looks at each one of those gathered around the circle before her eyes land on me. “Well, at least you get an honest introduction to this madhouse.”
"From: Lost, To: The Universe" invites readers to embark on a cosmic odyssey through the intertwined destinies of Elliot Bishop and Quinn Langley. In the arid expanses of Sunview, a desert town nestled off the interstate, seventeen-year-old Elliot finds refuge in the boundless wonders of astronomy, a sanctuary from a horrific shadow that scars his past. Across the celestial tapestry, Quinn blazes her own trail, a rebel spirit tethered to the scars of her history. As they navigate the labyrinth of their shared vulnerabilities, their paths converge in the crucible of group therapy, where the constellations of their lives intersect. Through the echo of their struggles, Elliot and Quinn discover that while the universe offers infinite vistas, true liberation lies in confronting the gravitational pull of their own stories. Join them on a voyage of self-discovery, where the stars illuminate the way home.
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I have been thinking
Time goes on every day
Days and years
Maybe we don’t know
Time just goes on
I Don’t know what to do
Every time I got worried about some things
I don’t know what it is
It’s got me thinking every time, every day
I don’t know why
Worried about life
Everything becomes to the memories in the end
This is a memoir that lots of readers out there may relate to a lot. In the year 2012, everything changed for me after I experienced my first ever panic attack. Five years later, I was finally formally diagnosed with an anxiety disorder and depression. In 2019, I am now pursuing a diagnosis for autism. See how my world has changed since my teen years and why as an adult, I'm fighting hard to get my voice heard.
The following book is rated PG-13 for scenes of emotional distress relating to anxiety, depression and grief. Please be advised before you continue reading. Other trigger warnings are present for trichotillomania, bullying, dark thoughts. If you do decide to give The Depression Diaries a read, thank you for hearing my story.