foREVer_falling81

~ my story ~
My name is Schuyler and I was born on May 20, 1998. I have 5 brothers. I'm the only girl and the youngest. My childhood was pretty normal and good for the most part. At least that's what I thought. My mom abused my brothers as kids I used to think she was the best person on this planet. She was my hero pretty much. But that all changed when I turned 8. My parents got a divorce and I blamed myself for them separating like any normal kid would. And little by little my dad would tell me the truth about my mom. I never thought she abused us. But she did.. then she found a new boyfriend named Joe. I hated him because I wanted my parents to be together but he stood in the way of that. Truth is I actually miss him now. But anyways my mother and Joe lasted for 4 years. They tried to have a baby but they had a miscarriage. But then my favorite Uncle of all time had passed away. My world came crashing down and I turned to self harming. I now suffer with depression and anxiety. The only thing that could take me out of my misery was music and the pain of self harming. Now I stare at my scars with regret. A couple years after my Uncle passed away my mom and Joe split up and then my mom got arrested for trespassing on Joe's land. When we were moving out of Joe's my mom started to physically and mentally abuse me. But I didn't care she was my mom and I loved her. Life was pretty good until the summer of 2012. I started talking to this guy over Facebook and I loved him. He made me happy, he knew all of my secrets, he knew how to cheer me up when I was depressed. He was the best. I developed this huge crush on him. Then in January of 2013 he asked me out and of course I said yes. I was the happiest person ever. I felt like life was actually going to be okay and that I would make it. Then on the night of Winter ball in February he broke up with me. My world once again came crashing down. We still talked from time to time after that. But then I realized I didn't need him anymore to make me happy. I had my best friend for that. And I love her with all of my heart. I don't know what I would do without her. I eventually moved on from him and I've never been this happy in a long time. So yup there's my story.

When you were young, you never thought you'd die. Found that you could but too scared to try, you looked in the mirror and you said goodbye. Climb to the roof to see if you could fly.

Sometimes you have to go to the past
To go to the future.

Crying isn't a way of showing weakness.
It's a way of showing you care.

Those little things that people say
that make you want to kill yourself.

I should've known this was going to happen.

Lost...

Where did I go wrong...?