Me

I am a self harmer, I guess that's why I decided to start this blog. I have feel so much (sometimes too little), have so many thoughts, and needed to put them somewhere besides my overwhelmed mind. I suffer from depression, anxiety, and I am incredibly hyper sensitive to a lot of things.



My name is irrelevant, but you can call me Nadia. Nadia the depressed, that's who I am. In this blog anyway. In reality I have no idea who I am or what I want to be.



A little more about myself: I was adopted from Russia when I was a yer old along with my twin sister. We'll call her McAri. I also had a brother who died shortly after birth. I have one other brother who lives somewhere in Russia, he would be 21 now. That is all I know about him. As for my birth parents, I know their names were Olga and Vladimir. My mother was in her early 30's when she had us and my father left her when he found out she was pregnant again.



Now I live in Maine with my twin and my adoptive parents: Mama and Papa. They are divorced. They have been separated since I was 5, I don't even remember what it was like when they lived together. Well, I remember them fighting, a lot. And my dad leaving to get his PHD in music education when I was 5. He came back when I was 8 and didn't move back in with me, my sister and my mother.



I don't really mind that my parents are divorced, I mean they are both happy and have found people to spend the rest of their lives with, hopefully. But more on that later.



Now I am a sophomore in a wonderful public high school where my dad teaches. I use to go to a private, catholic school. I wish I could say that I was kicked out for doing drugs or something like that, but I transferred schools because my psycho therapist (aka, my counselor) thought it was the best decision.



As for my self harm: I have self harmed since I was in 6th grade, so for 3 years. I was just diagnosed with depression this year. I now see a therapist once a week, and a psychiatrist once a month. I am on Zoloft to help with my depression and anxiety. I still self harm, and have a long way to go before I am completely healed, maybe I never will be, but I am doing my best.



So, this is me, my story, my life, my thoughts, my hopes, my dreams, and my fears. Enjoy,



Nadia