I am a 15 year old female. My father died when I was 7 years old & my mother died last year, June 12th, 2010. I’ve been a victim of sexual abuse & physical abuse from the time I was ten years old. The sad part is my mommy never believed me.
I’ve been self-mutilating since I was 11 & have had an eating disorder since I was 13.
My boyfriend, my love, broke up with me a few weeks ago. Yes, I know it’s just a guy, but he helped me in so many ways. He showed me my worth, was the reason I stopped cutting, tried to recover on my own. But after 16 months of being together, he gave up on me.
My heart hurts. I have no one. I have no friends. Only acquaintances. There is no person I have who I could call for help. Heck. The school counselor doesn’t even see me on the days she says she would. I miss my mom. I miss my dad. I miss having the love of my life who would hold me and say everything’s going to be alright.
I’m tired. I feel worthless. It doesn’t matter how many universities send me letters. It doesn’t matter if Stanford & UCLA invite me to spend a summer on campus. I despise every little thing about me.
Goodbye, strangers. I wish I would’ve gotten help sooner. Smile 🙂