It's really hard for me to confess the things I swore to keep hidden.
It's like a nightmare that's been awoken after all these years of silent, torturing dormant.
I was the kid that stayed in the far corner of the class room; thinking, sulking and if you even look closely and at the right moment, you'd see a tear that he unconsciously lets loose.
I was the child that they called "an easy target".
I had physical problems, emotional disorders and mental destructiveness. I was just a walking flesh of errors.
I never had a girlfriend, a true friend or even a false friend.
I drowned in my sorrows and I attempted suicide three times before I graduated from high school. I even converted to goth-ism two years into high-school and I was still rejected from companionship. I now work at home Depot(lumber associate). My doctor tells me I have a major case of Bipolar Disorder and he's not sure if even pills can cure me of it. I hated my life when I was in school, it made me what I am, and there's nothing thankful about it. I now have a girlfriend and she says she loves me. . .everyday; something that I desperately needed. I've attempted suicided twice since I've been with her, yet she's still loving me the same as she always have. Alex, I love you. Now you know what it takes in the making of a Grim. I hope no other kid has to go through this transformation.
