The Real Me

Introduction

I sat exhausted and beat down from work. At age 13 I started working full time to be able to help support my family. I'm 14 now. I actually turned 14 3 days ago. My brothers birthday is the day after mine so they always focus on his more. I had to go to my friends house for my birthday because her Mom made me a cake and everything. They even got me candles. My family never got me candles.

Two days before I turned 14 I was in a car crash, and a car hit right where I was sitting. I suffered from a concussion but I was never brought to the doctor. I'm on the varsity Cheerleading team at my school. I'm the youngest on the team. I just wish I was skinnier so I could fly more.

I've never been able to get along with kids my age. I matured at a young age so I don't really fit in. About a month ago I found out from my drunk mother that she cheated on my father a while back. She never told me anything else about it but I remember my brother drove her home and we had to pull over every 5 minutes so she could collapse on the side of the road and throw up.

My brother was born with a learning disability so my parents have always been strict with me. They always put so much pressure on me.

Other than that my life is pretty good. It could always be worse. I'm a Christian. My name is Aubrey, and I'm an anorexic. It started when I was around 6. I was always trying to put myself on diets. When I was around 11 and 12 I grew really self conscious but I just ate healthy and I was in gymnastics so I was constantly exercising. At age 13 it started. I stopped eating. I became became vegetarian, and I lost a lot of weight. My father made me eat again, but it started again. It's so stupid to think all this ridiculousness started because of some stupid boy, but just escalated into wanting to be perfect. I broke my arm on purpose my pounding it with a rock. I was in a cast for a month. I don't know why I did it. Nobody knows that though.
This isn't just telling you about me.
It's the real me.