"After my mom died, I kind of just...withdrew. My friends from school stopped talking to me after a few weeks. They couldn't relate to me anymore. I started hearing back from colleges but...I declined all of them. Charlie, my dad, wasn't happy. Neither was Phil."
I sighed, remembering how excited I had been filling out the applications, thinking about my future.
"I had worked at a supermarket in Forks since I was sixteen. I had money saved up, plus I had money that my mom had left for me. A couple days after graduation I packed a couple suitcases and came here on a bus. I wanted to get out of Washington and have a fresh start. I found my apartment first and my landlady helped me get the job at the bakery."
Edward nodded, urging me to continue.
"For a while, I thought I was doing okay. I thought everything was okay and I was coping and moving forward," I laugh sadly at my naivety.
"Things just kept getting worse and worse and worse until I couldn't take it anymore."
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