Hi. I’m a fourteen year old from Kentucky, and plenty of times I’ve thought of suicide. I’ve decided to keep anonymous, as the name anonymousmusic suggests, so I’m not sharing any other information. Here is my story.
I moved to Kentucky from Washington in 2009, where I went to a new public school and met some new people. I knew what suicide was, as my biological mother was suicidal from her post traumatic stress disorder, or ptsd if you will.
I was made fun of a lot, and at first there were only two girls who truly accepted me, both who I still talk to as of today. I’m not using real names, either. Their names, er, let’s go with Cass and Maybel. Cass was always there for me, and Maybel, or May, was always willing to whoop somebody’s ass for me. They helped me a lot.
The following year, everything changed. Cass moved cities and had to leave my school, and my trust in May had vanished. I was fine, as I had made new friends, but little did I know that I was soon to become suicidal.
The next year I became a sixth grader,and drama was seeping into my life. People were spreading rumors, and I ran away. I eventually was brought home from the police, but I would’ve drowned myself, I seriously thought I was going to do it once the neighborhood was long gone. That year, a few weeks earlier, was the first time I cut myself.
I didn’t do it on the wrist. I did it on my left palm, so nobody would see. It took weeks to heal, an I swore I’d never do it again. I broke that promise several times.
If the coppers hadn’t found me, I wouldn’t be here right now. And I hate the police. Trust me, they scare me, but I have to thank them. For saving my life. And for letting me know that I can get arrested for running away a second time… Haha.
Everything has been hard. Earlier this year, the School found out I was a cutter, and I found a group of friends who really care for me. I have to thank them too. And Maybel actually helped me enough to have my trust in her replenished. A little.
For now, you won’t see my face on the news from suicide. But you honestly never know.
If anything else that’s crazy happens, I’ll post it immediately. Thanks for taking the time to read this crap. Love my supporters! Bye.
3 comments
I am glad you have *some* support now. I hope they continue to help you. And I hope you also realize that at age 14-ish — things always seem like they are huge. But you eventually find out they are not that big of a deal (IE drama).
Point being – hang in there. And please do not do anything rash.
Don’t worry, I’m not planning to. I still cut myself sometimes, but I don’t really think of suicide.
I was a cutter when I was your age too. It’s not easy. Just remember that there are people who love you, despite the bullies.