I ghosted eveyone because of my failure at school, and my mental health really went downhill from there, i couldn't open up my socials, only a few somewhat knew what i was going through, my father's addiction also is a conflicting one, my crush who i like for years, questioned if he really likes me or not and it leads to more of a no after confessing at each other, i was depressed for two weeks, i locked myself in my room in those weeks, i didn't felt hungry, everything felt slow, and everything felt dark, i had no one i feel safe to talk to about it, the only ally i have was myself and my blanket, the weeks before all of this was actually happy, i thought things would take a turn for the better, but yeah all of it somehow turned downhill, remembering it still hurts, and i feel like i never truly healed from it.