When I was a little girl, I was bubbly. Happy.

When I was a little girl, I laughed at stupid jokes, not fearing others judgement.

When I was a little girl, I buried myself in blankets and his under the covers to escape the monsters that lived under my bed.

But I'm not a little girl anymore.

As I grew up, things started to change.

As I grew up, I started to become sad. Depressed.

As I grew up, I started to fear judgement so I stopped laughing at stupid jokes for fear of being judged.

As I grew up, I lost hope in myself.

As I grew up, I started to bury myself in scars and hid behind a broken smile because the monsters under my bed managed to grow legs and walk right into my head where they live today!

When I was a little girl, I didn't have a care in the world and stress didn't exist.

But, as I grew older, I started to care about little things and let the stress take control of my life, but stress brought it's close friends who became known as anxiety and insomnia.

And here I am now: my grades are slipping, and with them goes my mental health.

Here I am now:letting my past control my present and my future!

Here I am now: broken and depressed, alone no matter how many people I surround myself with because I know that they're only temporary.

Here I am now: awake at three am looking at a picture of a little girl my brain couldn't recognize. But somewhere deep down, a part of me knew that this little girl I kept looking at was me.

When I was a little girl, I looked at people who were depressed and said with a proud smile "That's never gonna be me!" 

But I never have been so wrong.