My older sister has special needs and I have to take care of her because my parents don’t.
My other sister pressures me to do drugs and drink.
My best friend is 400+ miles away and I’ve moved 11 times.
I’ve been bullied since the fifth grade.
I battle my crippling anxiety everyday just so that I can go to school.
My feet are scarred for each breakdown.
I don’t fall and fracture bones, I smash them against whatever I can. Feeling pain is the only way I know how to deal.
I don’t seem to be good enough for most of my family.
My confidence is in the shitter.
So, go ahead and call me names. One day you’ll push too far and I’ll finally have the courage to kill myself. I’ll welcome it. I’m so sick of having to put on a happy front.
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What your family thinks or what those jackass bullies say doesn’t make you who you are. I’ve only read a short paragraph about you and I know you’re an amazing person. You take care of your sister, your sister pressures you but (I think) you don’t give in, you push yourself past your anxiety and that’s really saying something. i actually quit high school because it terrified me just being around so many people. After a certain point I rarely go outside, sometimes I’m stuck in situations where I have to talk to the check out clerk person or something and I feel like I’m having a heart attack.
You should have a great amount of confidence, because most people don’t have to go through what you’ve been through, and half of the ones that have just shut down completely, you’re still alive, you’re still trying, that’s amazing in and of itself.