Although I suffered from depression, I took my medicine and entered high school at the same time. Here I know a good friend, the only good friend I have ever made, I trust her so much, I have a genuine heart with her. As a result, one day, I found out that I was isolated again, and it was the person I regarded as a friend who was divided, rumored, and slandered behind my back. When she saw me vomiting because of depression, she said behind my back that I was messing with a relationship and pregnant, and as a result, my classmates regarded me as a person who practiced me, looked down on me, and kept their distance from me. I didn't understand why people were so bad, my mood hit rock bottom again, a sense of powerlessness firmly held me, and I couldn't find a reason to stay alive.
I took a lot of sleeping pills and wanted to end my life. When I was in biology class, the teacher found that I was not there, he didn't care about the class, and called me ** over and over again, and finally aroused my consciousness, I picked up ** and told the teacher that I had taken the medicine.
The teacher's next words brought tears to my eyes, and for the first time in my life, I felt loved, cared for, and valued. The teacher said: Don't do stupid things, the teacher cares about you very much, the teacher will be sad if you don't come to class, the teacher hopes that you can come to class, I will accompany you, let's take our time, when do you come to me to ask questions, no matter what I'm doing, I will immediately put down what I am doing to answer for you.
The teacher's words were a ray of light that pierced through death and slowly melted the ice in my heart. I was rescued from death.
After this incident, my parents no longer had a fist or foot with me, but they did not admit the harm they had caused me over the years, nor did they have any remorse. They only care about their own face and authority.
I told my teacher what happened over the years, and he was a big man who couldn't stop crying. He said: Live well, and you will always meet the good. I know that the teacher is the beginning of everything. With the encouragement of my teachers, I also opened up with other teachers, and they all gave me understanding and support. My classmates also extended a hand of friendship to me, and I, the lost lamb, finally merged into a warm collective.
Although depression will still be **, I already have the determination to live and have the courage to explore the world and strive to become a better version of myself.
At the end of the story, I would like to tell all my teenage friends that if they don't get the support and trust of the people around them, they can call 12355 Youth Rights Protection and Psychological Counseling Services**. This is a special policy set up by the Department of Rights and Interests of the Communist Youth League for teenagers, aiming to provide psychological counseling and legal aid services for teenagers.