I just want to
get my life story out since no one has ever heard it.
Purely a vent.
the time I was five years old, I had thoughts of
"It would just be easier if I wasn't
By six, the thoughts were still there, but they
had gotten meaner.
At seven, was my first threat of
By the time I was nine, I was thinking
about it everyday.
By the age of ten, my first thought of
By eleven, was when the body image
By the age of twelve, I was restricting
my diet, and it was getting harder and harder to
resist the urges of not being here, and it was
getting harder to not listen to the nasty
comments by peers said to me.
By thirteen, I was back in
therapy and diagnosed with severe anxiety and
depression. It was the first year I tore
my skin open with a knife. By that time, I was
numb and all I could do was cry. I never
thought the pain of blood could be so sweet.
At the age of fourteen, I was a freshman in
highschool. I had lost all of my friends,
and was being bullied. People coming up to
me in the middle of the hallway with all of my old friends
surrounding them, and they would yell and call me mean
names, and no one would say
anything. I stopped trying in
school, and starting cutting
more. And I was eating less and
less. By the middle of the year, my parents
didn't know what to do with me and were largely considering
After that, I'm not sure how I'm still