My story

drugs solve it all

So isiah had a tumor..in His brain. My mom and john quit there jobs to always be there. I couldn't sleep at night and I just quit eating.
too much stress to handle. The doctor had noticed that too. They tried everything to help him..and me. Everyday I had panic attacks. There was a time where my doctor noticed something odd about me. I had anorexia , insomnia,schizophrenia and bulimia. which mix terribly. I guess I had a seizure.. And when I came out of it I noticed isiah was fine.. They helped him! My mom told me that they stopped the tumor from spreading and he was all right. Then my mom also told me that I wasn't alright. I had to get fed with a tube.. Down my throat. Every time they fed me I felt like throwing up they forced it down the tube and I was sickened. Everyday got worse for me I was constantly sick and losing too much weight. There was a time where you could see my bones.

1 year later

My doctors helped me gain weight and now I'm perfect weight they said. But it's pretty easy for me to go anorexic again..
Instead of me going back to hell I went to a new hell (school)
And well it wasn't the best.
These girls constantly offered me weed.
One day all these boys at lunch spiked my food with some type of drug.
That's when I began getting addicted. Weeks later I began smoking marijuana that those girls gave me. Every single day I was stoned off my ass. For me it wasn't fun because my insomnia was fucking with my brain issues and I had bad trips.
I got so addicted to weed I tried this other little drug that changed my life. I had heard about oli Sykes addiction and Austin c. Then I heard about Vic's self harm.. Instead of eating I smoked. Smoking made me hungry but it also messed with my mind. I lost weight thanks to my bad trips. And because I was stupid enough to smoke weed to this day I have really bad brain issues that now I rely on my bands to help me. And they do. I got sent to rehab for my drug addiction and the girls who sold it to me got sent away.
Then over the summer 2015 this year.I almost got raped. I was staying the night with his sister and he came into the room. We told his mom and she told him to leave. So he did. Then we began watching scary movies and his mom fell asleep and he came into the room. He was asking if he could touch us. We said NO
... Well guess what he did.
We told his mom the next day and she said she's gonna have a long talk with him.
Recently I began feeling worthless and I started cutting and smoking again!
Yay me.. *sarcasm*
I got sent to live with my gma and there I stayed. The police later called us in and asked about the boy touching us. I told every detail.
To take my mind off of things me and two of my friends later went to warped 15 and met everyone who had saved our lives. I began to go back to school later after and I guess everyone had heard the story. I was labeled as a liar! But it's whatever. Idk how people found out but they did.
To this day.. I still have scars.And the god dam memories that haunt me in my sleep.. I still remember the bands that were there for ME when nobody else was. I thank all those bands tbh. And I thank my friends for saving me to. If it wasn't for you I'd be dead now..