Where do I begin………..
Well my mom gave birth to me when she was about 18 or 19. From what she tells me my real dad is a low life dick(excuse my language). Anyways I resently got in contact with him. Things where going great in my life. I had straight A’s, I was very popular, very pretty, guys would fight over me,…….until my 8th grade year. The 1st day back to school was OK, after that everything turned to shit. I started to realize who my true friends were, and that school was the most important thing in my life. In the middle of the school year I started to cut myself.the cuts started off shallow but then grew bigger and deeper. I was at the point of no return. I had a journal that had all the ways I was going to kill myself and how I was going to do it. But one day I had a melt down. My mom found out I was cutting and took me to a therapist. That didn’t help at all. To this day I still wear a fake smile so I don’t have to go back. Resently I have found an outlet. I thought since I Dont get attention at home that maybe I could get it from boys. Well that was dumb on my part because now I’ve been named the slut of NR. Im still a virgin( or however the hell you spell it). I’ve never given anyone a hand job or a blow job. But people assume that just because I prefer to hangout with guys that I have sex with them. Well let me tell you something………. ur the reason I can’t sleep at night, or enjoy time with my friends and family, or even act like myself anymore.I DONT EVEN KNOW WHO I AM ANYMORE! I’ve lost myself by worrying about what people think of me. It literally has ruined my life for me. Most of the time I cry myself to sleep. The only thing keeping me alive is my mother and I thank her for that. She’s what keeps me strong through my depression.
Thank you so much for reading me go on and on about my life