My parents divorce was interesting, especially since I knew they were getting divorced before one of them. Whats more, the other left the country, so I couldn't even talk to them face to face. The first few days, I was mostly in shock..followed by anger, and then emotional withdrawal, and repression.

I became emotionally numb towards everything and everyone, I matured rapidly, since I had more responsibilities on my plate. Many of my teachers informed my mother that I was an "Old Soul". I was just tired of the childish shit everyone else around me seemed to enjoy. Relationships didn't last, as I was pretty low on self esteem, and I was still pretty raw about the concept altogether still.

My dog died that same year, and I remember forcing myself physically to try to cry because it seemed like I forgot how to. Though years ago; I haven't cried at all, since; despite times where I knew it would have been appropriate (deaths in family, life events, etc...).

I started working in the food industry, working long hours just to keep my mind busy, which seemed to back fire, as i developed insomnia and a drinking habit. Which I dropped immediately after quitting said job (Haven't had a drop since my last shift).

I eventually got help for depression, anxiety, and insomnia, however decided to stop treatment as it was only making things worse for me (Not suicidal, however, still diagnosed with severe depression). I quit my job, and took time to figure things out. I am still emotionally detached, still have the depression, and horribly inconvenient anxiety, but I know it. I'm sure a therapist would have a field day with me, but I'm functional, I'm not 100%, but I'll do...