Poor and depressed teens cope using words on a screen |
Welcome back to Webcord, Stella! Stella: Hiiii!!! Are you guys awake yet? Aisha: HIHI!!! I AM (〃^▽^〃) Stella: Aisha please, it's like 2AM for you :( go to sleep Deisey: ^^^^ Aisha: NONO IM OK I TOOK A NAP EARLIER ヾ( ์ ω ์ )b Deisey: hhhh no point in convincing her lmao Stella: Aisha. Aisha: (◕ω◕) Stella: Whatever. Deisy: @ Mabel Mabel: hii Aisha: YAYYYYY EVERYONES ONLINE ✩(◠﹏◠✿) Stella: Yay! Deisey: nice Aisha: HOW WAS UR GUYS DAYSSS??????????????????? ♡^▽^♡ Mabel: i went to a student council meeting twice in one day.... so tired Stella: I went shopping since the school dance is tomorrow! Aisha: OOOOOOOO COOLLLL!!!!!1111!!!!!!11!!11 (๑o̴̶̷̥᷅﹏o̴̶̷̥᷅๑)꒳ᵒ꒳ᵎᵎᵎ Deisey: isnt it your birthday tomorrow too? Stella: Yep! It's gonna be awesome! Mapel: oh good for you! Stella: mhm! everyone knows hehe, it'll be so fun Aisha: OH YEAH!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, STELLA!!!!! Mapel: happy birthday! Stella: tyty!!! Ok im gonna go to bed its 9 Mapel: goodnight! Ill do the same Aisha: OKK!K!K!K!KK!!K!K HAPPY BDAY AND GNNNN!!! GOOD DREAMS!!!! NIGHT!!!! I turned off my phone and plugged it in. I don’t think Aisha's last message was meant for me. When all 4 of us get together, Stella manages to make the conversation about her. I kinda feel annoyed by this, but Aisha and Deisey don’t say anything, so I probably just want attention. I kind of sit with my thoughts for a second. “Ugh, I have to do my homework…” I grab my bookbag and take out my organizer. I flip to the science section and take it out, and then plop on my bed. I grab a pencil that conveniently happens to be next to me, and look at my paper. It’s impossible to see, since the lamp is off. I’m too cozy to get up. I force myself to do the work, anyways. Suddenly, my phone goes off. It’s mom. I feel anxious. I don’t know why, this happens whenever she calls. It’s not like I have anything to hide. She knows about my friends and there’s nothing crazy she’d find out if she went through my phone or my room. But I still get the dreaded feeling every time she calls. I pick up. “Hi sweetheart!” “Hey mom!” “Did you shower yet?” “No, i’ll do it after my homework.]\ “No. Take a shower first.” “Oh. Okay!” “Love you, bye!” “Bye.” My mom hung up. “Jeez” I plop down on my bed. I’m too tired to take a shower.. I know my mom will kill me if I don’t though. I force myself out of bed. I stumble to the bathroom and start up the hot water. Then, I hear a Webcord notification. Deisey: mapel you there? Mapel: Yeah, what’s wrong? Deisey: nothing i just Deisey: wanted to talk to you Mapel: Oh alright! Deisey: can i vent? This dreaded question. Everyone always vented to me, atleast once a week. I get that kids my age are depressed but whenever I try to vent I just get “mood”, “same” , or “real”. I never get a good response to my feelings. I wish I could afford therapy, but my mom works at 9-5 at 7/11 and we can’t afford it right now. Plus, if I asked she’d send me to a mental hospital. Mapel: Of course 💗 Deisey goes silent. Mapel: Are you there, Deisey? 😥 Deisey: yes Deisey: sorry Mapel: Don’t apologize!! Deisey: I just miss my dad. I still see him on the weekends but he’s such a better parent than my mom. why did my mom get custody?? my dad has Waffle, too. I just Mapel: It’s okay, I get it ❤️ It’s all going to be okay. Soon you can meet your dad, and only 2 years until you can leave your mom and move out and live a better life Deisey: two years feels like an eternity, mapel. Mapel: Just remind yourself that its not. 2’s a pretty small number! Deisey: Deisey: thanks. Mapel: Your welcome, stay safe! I feel like I failed her. She doesn’t seem happy enough. She’s probably still upset. But, there’s nothing I can do about it. I can’t message her after this. The shower is still running. -CHAPTER END- Deisey POV: This December!! |