Why do bullies exist? I’ve been bullied since the age of 7, I’m currently 15 years old and still get made fun of. I’m not a fan of social networks because every time I get on something I get some sort of message that would tell me to kill myself and that no one cares about me. I’m young and I let all this get to me. At the age of 10, I wasn’t only thinking suicidal thoughts but also actions.. I started cutting myself, but on my body where no one would see the scars. Cutting myself was my drug, I got so addicted to it, it helped me get all the pain out my system. Not only did I cut myself but I started to smoke and drink my life away.. The thing that sucked the most was when I got sober the pain came back. Therefore, I got drunk and high all day everyday.. By the time I got to middle school I had scars everywhere. They were visible. But if anyone would ask I would lie and make up a story.. When my 8th grade year came I got madly cyber bullied. I went to my bathroom slit my wrist so deep, a long with my legs.. blood flowed all over my body dripping to the ground. Laying there in a puddle of blood thinking my life is over, my 5 year old brother in to use the restroom. Looked at me like he saw a ghost and cried to my parents. I then got raced to the emergency room. I didn’t know what was going on, all I could see was a big white cloud. Hours later, I woke up to my family crying next to my emergency bed..
At that every moment I realized I was cared about. I’ve been proactive from suicide since.. I’m way to thankful for the people that I have and actually love and care for me, and I also wan to thank the people that caused me to almost commit suicide because if it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t have ever known what I was truly worth. I’m a 15 year old suicide survivor, and I’m ready to share my story, because every person matters. <3
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I wish bullies did not exist. I have suffered enough, too much, from my disease but bullies have made my life even worse. If I didn’t have this disease I wouldn’t have been bullied. What monsters.
Sweetie I could barely finish reading your post grasped me emotionally instantly.
Nothing anyone can say can take those memories away from you. But girl listen 2 me i want you to look in your mirror tonight and say i love you to that person you see der.
Anway, if you need someone to talk to im here. I’ve been bullied as a kid but one day I got mad and kicked this guy in the subway when he came at me. It was wrong for me to do that, but I had to defend myself.
I too attempted suicide when I was 17, and woke up to a pretty similar situation as yours. I promised myself I’d never hurt my parents that way again. But today, 6 years after all that happened, I still find myself at pretty much the same juncture.
Proud of you though! *hugs*