The big move really hit me hard. I tried to stay strong; tried to make the best of what I was given. A mansion, private education, anything I wanted. But all I wanted was to go back home to my dad and my brothers. Day in and day out all I could think about was not that my life was falling apart, but that it always had been, and it was now spiraling downward, completely out of my control. I went mute for three months. I became very deeply depressed.