For years of my life, I have put a smile on my face and told myself that I’m happy. A few months ago I got used by a boy that I thought I truly loved and foolishly believed he loved me too. Truth is he cheated with one of my best friends and a few weeks later had a girlfriend. I’ve never felt more alone in my life. I get called a fat slut, whore, slag all the time. At first I just thought people were joking and it didn’t hurt me. But people never stop. I am so alone. I can’t tell family or my friend how I feel because it seems like I’m attention seeking and I find it so hard to tell people how I feel. It seems like my life is just getting worse and worse. And it seems as if boys just use me for sex when I’m drunk and then say I make them feel sick when they’re done with me. What I hate the most is myself for always letting people use me. And I only do it because during those few minutes of stupidy, I feel wanted and I feel like people care. But they don’t. I want to let go now. I’m just too tired to carry on.
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There’s still hope. You can STILL change things. You don’t have to resort to suicide. We’ll all be here to help you. You just have to WANT help. And then we’ll listen to your pain and try to advise. Life IS worth living.