About

Hi I'm Jillian
16
I like unicorns
and
psychadelic shit
and coffee
and ice cream
and basically anything that is bad for you

I guess I'm still trying to figure everything out at the moment. I was raised in a pretty average family consisting of me, my older sister, younger brother, mom and dad.
I went to private Christian school from kindergarden to eigth grade. Life was sheltered but good. Around the middle of seventh grade the first part of depression hit me. I wish I had an easy answer for why I was depressesed but it was one of those things that I just couldn't shake. I went through the rest of middleschool and by the end of eighth grade, things started looking up.
I started high school freshly at a public school with over six times the students as my old schools. Freshman year was great. I finally had found a bunch of great close friends and a long, fun relationship with a guy that I really liked. The rest of the year ended on a good note other than a bunch of breakups and relationship junk but we all remainded close.
The summer before sophmore year (this year) is when that cloud kind of drifted back over my head. My mom has always liked to drink but things started to get really bad. She ended up going into rehab two times which also put a lot of emotional stress on my dad. They started fighting a lot and a lot more into the year.