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Seven Thousand Miles For What?
0 reviewsOne of those "walk in my shoes" things; loosley based off what BipolarUnicorn is doing
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First off, I've been wanting to do this for a while; more of a way to get shit off my chest rather than holding it all back and breaking right down.
Who knows? This might help with the nightmares.
This is all real, I promise not to lie about this.
This is actually seven thousand miles in my shoes (why seven thousand? I don't know, I just got the number from an Of Mice & Men song title).
(I know Abbie is doing something like this), but I'm going to try and keep this up everyday (or as much as I can).
So some insight;
My name is Sam Wesley Alexx (no not really, but I refuse to tell you my real name on a fanfiction website). I'm 15, been suffering from depression since 13, been through a lot really.
I've been backstabbed, lied to, had numerous people turn their back, hell I can honestly say I've been through a lot.
I also suffer with nightmares, they plauge my dreams. I can't remember the last time I had a good dream. It's either nightmares or no dreams.
A secret I've kept from a lot of people, when I have nightmares, their fucked up (people dying, torture, everything inbetween).
This is my life, day-by-day, and yeah. Not rant-ish I hope; but a way to let everything, Get EVERYTHING I can off my chest.
(Warning, this will contain self harm and suicide; a lot of sad shit about my pityfull life).
Enjoy?
--XSam
Who knows? This might help with the nightmares.
This is all real, I promise not to lie about this.
This is actually seven thousand miles in my shoes (why seven thousand? I don't know, I just got the number from an Of Mice & Men song title).
(I know Abbie is doing something like this), but I'm going to try and keep this up everyday (or as much as I can).
So some insight;
My name is Sam Wesley Alexx (no not really, but I refuse to tell you my real name on a fanfiction website). I'm 15, been suffering from depression since 13, been through a lot really.
I've been backstabbed, lied to, had numerous people turn their back, hell I can honestly say I've been through a lot.
I also suffer with nightmares, they plauge my dreams. I can't remember the last time I had a good dream. It's either nightmares or no dreams.
A secret I've kept from a lot of people, when I have nightmares, their fucked up (people dying, torture, everything inbetween).
This is my life, day-by-day, and yeah. Not rant-ish I hope; but a way to let everything, Get EVERYTHING I can off my chest.
(Warning, this will contain self harm and suicide; a lot of sad shit about my pityfull life).
Enjoy?
--XSam
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