Rocketman posted an article some time ago about a Ballet dancer who was murdered. He was deeply touched by her story. This Rocketman is for you.
On quiet days like today I dream of ballet dancing. My feet don’t touch the ground and there is nothing but music and the faint smell of strawberries.
Be kind to yourself. Love yourself.
My name is Abbigaile Alexandria Mareeh Knight. This is my story.
Some parts have been editied out due to length and time.
I was born during the blizzard of 1993 in Raleigh, North Carolina. I’m the middle of four children, three remaining. I don’t remember much from my childhood other than battling a disease that required me to stay away from playing and doing normal things that children do, The only “sport” was able to do was ballet.I resented it, as well as the pageants that my mother forced me to do. I was living in the small town of Dublin, North Carolina. I met several close, […]
Words hurt, but actions hurt most.
This is my first post.
I wish someone really understand me. I think I’m going to commit suicide tonight. I know that my family will be better without me. Everyone will be better without me. If nobody support me, Why should I live? I wanted to do a lot of things in my life, but nobody’s approval. I don’t want to feel anything anymore. I’m sick of people telling what to do, what is right and what is wrong. They drive me crazy and then they says I’m a psycho. I hate lies! Why is more easy to invent, to make a lie, when is […]
A lot of people want to know “my story†and why I self harm and why I starve and things like that. But I don’t have a specific thing that made me who I am. My life had always been shit. So I guess I should just give the over look of it all.
When I was very young, I was home schooled, and an only child. I was completely spoiled. My dad worked and my mom would take me to do tap, ballet, caly pottery, charcoals, gymnastics, karate, and anything else my little heart desired. By the age of 5, I had just about […]
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