I would ask him
To cure your depression and all your problems.

Mom: be Grateful to your brothers! They wont call you weak
Me:*intense crying*

Yeyeey

They mentally hurt me
Call me weak
Say that I'm not strong enough
I'm.tryying to resist

Depression Is added
I get yelled at

Dont worry
I am.fine

I Am depressed
I always take everything
I am annoying

Like A baby
That needs to be watched
I'm.too sensitive
I am bratty
I just take all the spotli...

I'm so fucking worthless...
I dont even make sense...
I am suffering..
Inside..
But I keep on...

Chica: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I'm playing A piggy rp irl wif my bro