I was cleaning out my old bedroom today, and stumbled upon one of my old journals.
Apparently my depression started earlier than I thought.
I thought it started around grade nine, but re-reading things, I was already showing signs around grade seven [age 12] and by grade eight I was complaining of constantly feeling bad and not knowing why, and how stupid I felt for being unmotivated and crying over nothing. And how frustrated I was that I couldn't seem to feel good no matter what I did.
Hrrm.
Breakfast: toast
Lunch: chicken salad sandwich, small salad
Dinner: skipped
Other: granola bar, tea, half a sandwich, orange, juice
Exercise: Paddocks, some walking. 75 situps [which made me almost throw up, and get dizzy. wtf. 75 isn't many at all, that shouldn't happen]
Harm:
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