I’m 12 a and I’m just wondering what’s the meaning of life? My parents have being abusing me, physically and mentally. I wonder why was I even born. I’m to lazy to suicide, I mean I could’ve just jump off a bridge and end everything, but what if I regretted at the last second? I just wish that I was never existed.
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I know what it’s like to be in an abusive household. I was there myself. I’m 20 now.
The meaning of life is different for everyone. I personally find meaning in helping others that need it. Even something as basic as holding a door. I find it makes me happy to help others knowing I’m doing the right thing. Maybe taking a dollar or 2 and giving it to a charity or animal shelter. Every little bit helps. And to show someone in need that there are nice people in the world is just 2 step to making the world a better place for others and yourself.
I wish I could do more to help you but I personally just waited it out until I could move out on my own. Is there maybe a family member you trust that you can talk to?
That’s suppose to say 1 step not 2. I probably should have reread it hahaha.
I live in another country with JUST my parents, I tried to talk to my teacher and they thought I’m joking…..
Is there a councilor in the school?
There was… in my old school…. not in the school that I’m in now. Even if we have one, they would tell my parents wich will be the worst thing ever.
When I get home from work I can give you my facebook and email. At the very least I can give you a friend that understands so you aren’t alone 🙂