My name is Zyia Tenaglia, I’m 14.For the past 3 years I have been struggling . Nothing is the same anymore , I’m not wanted, people make that very clear. My mom basically told me I’m just her unpaid babysitter . I lived a happy life with my grandmom , I lived with her almost all my life , until the judge made me and my older sister go to live with my mom. Huge mistake , he thought that if he let us go live with her she would change . She never did , she got worse . Everyday I am verbally abused. Words hurt . I suffer from anxiety , depression , bipolar . I get called a hypercondriac by my doctors , which doesn’t make me feel any better . I don’t feel good about myself , I don’t want to look at myself in mirrors , and I hate pictures taken of me . I hate myself . I tried to commit suicide more times than I can count with my fingers. I’m just not strong enough . I tried overdosing on pills , I tried to hang myself , and I tried jumping infront of trucks . I just can’t do it . Heres why: I dont want my baby brother growing up and not knowing who his big sister was . I don’t want my grandma feeling the pain .Fuck everyone else . They could care less about me , and in about a year I would be forgotten , and everyone would move on . I mean I would forget about me too , I’m not something to be dwelled on . I try to fight the battles that get thrown at me , I’m just not strong enough . I dont want to fight anymore . I’m just done . What I’m writing about may not seem like much , but theres just too much to explain. Remeber my name , I’ll soon be gone .