Depression And Anxiety Narrative

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At the age of nine, I was diagnosed with clinical depression and anxiety. At the time I was unsure of what those words meant, although I soon learned very well from my classmates. I was harassed most of every day in school for being different, and it continued into middle school. At my first sleepover, three girls thought it would be funny to draw tears on my face and cuts on my arms with permanent marker while I was sleeping. I discovered later that day they had also taken pictures of me and posted them to Facebook. After this demeaning incident took place, going to school was incredibly difficult. My social anxiety became so crippling I felt it impossible to participate in activities of any sort and I was unable to leave my house. My principal
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