I'm not sure if this is the right board but I came here to tell a story. I can green text it, but it might come off a little amateur, I'm not really a writer. But maybe it'll be an easier way to chronicle the last eight years or so of my life.

>be 18, young, depressed with unhappy home life
>no future
>turned to drugs and fell in with the wrong crowd
>had outdoor hobbies until about 14 so I had some experience with camping and such
>parents had a fight involving me and behavior
>backed shit and left home
>basic stuff, canned food, tools, clothing, very minimal though and left that night
>sleep in the woods