Madness string 94603

Random mermaid
The forest is an ocean. The deeper you go, the stranger things get, the deeper the forest becomes, the darker. There are thousands of unknowns, and in the darkness, the species get bigger, scarier, more dangerous. Instead of whales there are giant elder deer. Instead of trenches there are taller trees and tangled roots and deep jagged creeks. You can walk across the ocean, but in these depths you will need to climb over the mountainous roots. You will see the need for size. Darkness clings to the monsters here, hanging. Is there another side? Or beyond the ocean is there only more ocean?
I wish I could promise you it will get better. But I'm not a fortune teller. All I can say is that I have known people who've been through similar stuff, and found their way through, and are now more-or-less functional adults with more-or-less decent lives. I don't know what the way through looks like for you; all I know is that there have been other fifteen-year-olds who have been in similarly awful situations, and found a path through to being eighteen, and twenty-five, and fifty and beyond.