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My StoryI'm an only child and at the age of thirteen everything changed - my parents who seemed to be in the perfect relationship split up. My mom simply left. I still remember that day, as she went down the stairs, out the door and into the taxi and drove off! Beforehand she had been in a major car accident, she fortunately came out safely but I often feel it was as if she died. She's no longer active in my life and it's just getting worse – countless broken promises after another.
I think my depression started shortly after the split. My dad was devastated as she cheated on him and was, therefore, hardly at home since he decided to deal with it by focusing on working. Skipping ahead to my dad losing his job, my mom sending the divorce papers to us during the holiday season, my mom fighting us for the house, and eventually losing the house to foreclosure. In between, other stresses included; one of