This Life <<<<

I am 14. A freshman. On the crew team. Go to a well known school. Get good grades. I do what I need to do to get through highschool. But, everything I do is not good enough for my parents. It all started when I was born. Adopted. Great huh? Although, I grew up thinking I was born to these parents, biologically. Soon to figure out I wasn’t. Heartbreaking. I fought through all the pain of feeling not loved. Until 2009, when my “mothers,” father died. He was my one and only.He kept me sane. I told him everything. He told me everything. It was just us against the world. I lost him. And my world crashed. I was dying. A slow. Painful. Death. I tried and tried to get over it. Realize he would always be with me. I just couldn’t do it. I cut. Overdosed. Smoked. Drank. Did everything to get him off my mind. NOTHING WORKED. I ended up just hurting the people around me. I hurt anyone and everyone who wanted to help. I ended up going to rehab and was told I have depression, anxiety and I was losing weight. So what do that mean? Anorexic. I went through two weeks of rehab. Nothing worked. After those two weeks, I got out and went to school, met some new people and fell in love. He is perfect. But he broke my heart when he told me he had a girlfriend. At this point, I really wanna kill myself. And I just need someone to treat me right, love me and prosper me. Feel me? Thanks for reading. :/