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My brother told me that when he graduates high school in a few years, he'll be better than me. He's right though. Even if it upsets mom, he's right. I wish I could learn that my depression has and will absolutely never matter simply because I'm me and look and act the way I do.
I'm "that" family member. It's my curse. Stupid fucking teenagers should've worn a condom then I wouldn't be in this mess.