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A shitty situation

A (brief) insight into the life of a self-pitying teenager

My name is Ebony - I’m seventeen, I’ve won the genetic lottery and life is being life. I am diagnosed with ADHD so, quick warning, this blog is sure to be all over the place.
Summary of me

It seems you've had the wonderful pleasure of encountering my not-so-private diary. Or blog. Or shit-post. Whatever tickles your pickle. Either way, you're here and you're still
reading so I suppose you hold some strand of curiosity regarding my life. 

To put things simply: my Nan’s dying of a genetic throat cancer; my dad is gene positive for Huntingdon’s disease and my family tends to ignore things.

My plan for this blog is to post on the 1st of each month. I might post fortnightly, dependent on the prevalence of my urge to rant. Most of what I intend to discuss are the issues and/or traits of teenage life that are widespread yet unspoken. The rest will be a series of incoherent rants about how terrible my (average) teenage experience is.

Maybe this blog will make my teenage experience a little less mediocre if anything I blabber on about can help someone know they are not alone...

Disclaimer: I can be a self-pitying twat.


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