Depressive; Overdose

When I was about 12 I was badly beaten by a group of highschool seniors. Kicked, punched, burned by ciggerettes, and broke my nose and such. It scared me alot, I was raised in a broken home, dad drank, and mom was mentaly ill. After that, I was depressed to the point were I wouldnt walk outside, not even into a resterant to eat. I really felt awkward going to my friends houses (at the time I had about 2 friends) and ever worse when I saw these kids who did this, (this is a small town), after I started going out into town more offen, and socializing again, I was beat back down, got into lots of fights, got into drugs and crime... I relized life is just a really shitty place. Depression got worse again, and since then, Ive been depressed. Pill popping.. overdoseing... alcohol posioning, whatever.....

Oh yeah, it doesnt help that I am Manic Depressive

hard life, i am truly sorry