Don't!!!Warning people with depressed conditions should not read💔

🌟 "People say the depressive I am. 🌟

🌟 it's because I'm overthinking it. "🌟

EP 1: Documenting the Bastard Blank's Worst Life Experience 💬

🌏 when my father tied his neck, when I was in first grade, I was sent by my mother to go under with my eyes and grandmother, who was my aunt. He had two sons, who I thought would be friends later. My mother sent me to study there because I didn't have time to raise. I was treated like a slave on the first day after my mother returned. He took me bathing during the shower. He used a cloth to scrub me. He said, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. He switched from the cloth to the scotbite until he opened it. Not except a day. My sister was slapped to the face because he didn't eat vegetables. Then he gave me a fish sauce instead of a boiled curry. Speak a bit of an accent. Some children in the city. Just because I am different, I often get punched and teased every day. Come back and get hit every day because there is no money left to go home. He gives 10 baht a day to go to school. If there is no money left, I will get hit like this every day. Every noon when eating at school, I swear that I have never eaten a meal while there every day. I have to eat 7 baht a piece of rotri instead of rice to have 3 baht left to drop the jar. I don't want to get hit every day. It's very torturous. When I drop the full jar, he will come to give my collection to his young son. Even the hospital treatment right, he tries to change my gold card. Is it for his younger son that I don't know if he can? But he did it and failed. One day, his son hit my head with a bottle of spire glass until it broke. I was so angry that I would hit it back. My eyes came to see. He said not to do it. He just played with me and cursed me and ended up where I was hit again. I often went to cry with my sister because this kind of incident happened every day until after a week. His son invited me to play on the seaside because of the seaside house. Grandma came to find out that we were playing by the sea. He pulled my ear and told me to bring him to play here. Why is it dangerous to do? Then pulled me and his sister and son back. I came to my house and then I hit my leg with a scalding bamboo and hit my calf until I remembered the pain well. I was scared all the time, I was suffering, afraid every day that I would be afraid that I would never see my mother again.

Hit until he stopped screaming around, but there was no sign of people coming to help. I couldn't walk for weeks. I couldn't go to school. I was caught with my right leg stuffed with a wheel and spun until the wound. To this day, it's like a scalding car pipe. But it started to fade. After a while, I was sent home because I started to harden with them. From what I thought I was afraid of E, it scared me to think when I would hit E once to get out of the shit. I was sent home alone. My sister is still there, which took my sister. I can't remember the details because of what I found it. Too much for me to take.

I told my mother that I was hit like this. My mother didn't wait. He rushed to buy a ticket and went south immediately to pick up his sister home. My sister's condition was like a disease near E. The emaciated had mosquito bites. My mother said there was a woman next to the house.

My eyes told me, "No matter how difficult it is, don't send your children to live with others. It's hell." This was a long time coming, and it made me emotional afterwards.....But I'm getting better today, 😊 because a woman reached out to pull me out of the darkness I've been in all my life, my wife, Mr. Mind. 🌹❤️💍👰🏻‍♀️# Depression is no joke # Depression # Depression can tell # Depression # Trade sad