This is really long.

I’ve realized that I never truly introduced myself to the people of this site and I feel like I should explain what people see on the outside of me, rather than my extremely dark and weird mind that I see. I’m not afraid to get personal on here.

Well here goes: HELLO 🙂 lol
My name is Emily, last name doesn’t matter, I’m SO CLOSE to 19 years old. I live in the great white north of Canada, jk, It’s pretty ugly. Here’s my story, and how my life went wrong, my life started out as everyone elses did. When I was 7 years old, my parents got divorced… it was nasty and ugly and I ended up growing up too fast because of that. By the time I was 10 years old, I acted like a 16 year old. My life was really difficult after that, my mom didn’t take the divorce well, eventually she got really sick and could no longer work at her job, didn’t work for like 4/5 years so it was brutal living with her constantly never having any away time.

Here’s where shit hit the wall, when I was 14 years old, I got a really bad concussion (I was a figure skater) and I ended up with Post- Concussion syndrome which left me with: Severe Depression, Anxiety and ADD and a completely different personality.

So fast forward a couple years into highschool and I was actually bullied by a teacher, which sucked lol, so I ended up having a really bad mental breakdown, missed 3 semesters of school, 1 each year since grade 10, and had no hope of graduating on time. *Surprise* I did graduate with my class due to my stubbornness and my OCD of being on time lol.

SO now we hit the summer after graduation. Shit between my mom and I is intense, fights constantly, me trying to rebel against her. She is a very controlling person and I had a HUGE list of things I wasn’t allowed to do. I turned 18 in April so I started to really try things my own way. Unfortunately, I had recently broken up with my bf of 2 years and started to sleep around because … well why not I thought. She caught on and lots of ugly names were thrown at me.

This is how my life changed. I stayed out really late with a guy I was seeing, didn’t come home til 4am. My mom had locked me out of the house, and it was pouring rain now. To make matters worse, my phone was at 1%. My mom didn’t let me in the house until 6am and I was completely soaked. So Obviously I’m upset and angry but depressed as hell, she yelled at me for 2 hours straight until she left for work at around 8am, by this point I’m a wreck, what did I do? I OD’d. A lot.

I fell asleep for about 4 hours, woke up and was insanely sick. I could not stop throwing up and was a white as a ghost and my heart was going a mile a minute. This went on til about 6pm. My mom finally came home, her first words when she walked into the house was “Get the fuck out of my home.” No joke. She figured out what I had done and (this is the complete truth, please don’t think I would ever make this up.) she yelled at me a lot more, grabbed my phone from my hand and this made me mad obviously so I tried to get it back, she slapped my across my face, put me in a head lock and attempted to throw me to the ground. I got out of it and ran out of the house grabbing my shoes. She chased me and hit me in my driveway, I threw my shoe at her head.

My mom is really insane, she called 911, told them I was being violent and was insane, so the police and an ambulance rush to my house, I was handcuffed and removed into the ambulance, where I had a 2 police car escort to the hospital where security eventfully took over for the cops. Placed in the mental ward, my mother came to the hospital the next day, legit, screamed at me that I wasn’t welcome home anymore and my dad showed up and I’ve lived with him ever since.

Now my life now isn’t perfect but I am much, much happier than I ever was with her. My mood is all over the place but at no fault of my dad or stepmoms.  So there you have it. My story. If you made it to the end of this without getting bored af, I thank you.

xo Emily ( that’s me down there lol)