Family & Friends Effects

I was 8 years old when I first started thinking about suicide.

Ild pictured myself hanged in the woods. That no one would find me for days because no one cared or knew who I was. At 8 years old imagining how many people would never miss me. How life would be perfectly fine without me.

I was 12 when I first cut myself. My mom thought it was for attention. I still have multiple scars on my wrist.

I was 23 when I got pregnant. I was married. And almost every day of my pregnancy I thought about driving my car into a building. To this day, with or […]

I am currently 17 years old. I started to hate my life between the age 11 and 12. When I was in year 6,I was bullied a lot but it never bothered me cause you know I didn’t really care at that age. In my middle school years,my life got worst, I grew to be  insecure, sad, lost and depressed. I always told myself you can’t give up at this moment. You see, I HAD a best friend for 10 years, (it felt as if we were in a relationship but with no sexually intentions) that I loved dearly, she was perfect to me. She didn’t […]

Hello,

I am sort of new here but this is my second post and I’m still in the same situation but that’s okay, I feel this way everyday. However I have the good news of getting a phone today after school which is only about 5 hours away so that’s good, I suppose. The only thing that is bad about it is that I don’t have any numbers to put in the phone that isn’t my mother or little sister. I would have loved to have friends that stayed with me through these troubled times of the past year but I guess I didn’t need them.

I […]