Okay so I am 13 years old and I have friends I have a loving and caring family of 2 siblings and a dad and step mom and wonderful people who love me so you are probably thinking why am I writing this well here's where it begins. When I was younger my parents were bad drug addicts my sister has raised me since day 1 anyway well my dad went to prison for 3 years over my mom she claimed rape on him when he did nothing. Okay about a few years later we moved too maine and my mom had a huge freak attack about 6 months after the move about how she couldn't get her drugs so she left me and my sister right then and there with my dad Witch he gave him rights to me and my sister to my grand parents Witch I was very thankful for that anyway my mom left me when I was 7 at the time my sister was 15 dating a softmore and he was abusive to her and took avantage of her sexually mentally and abusive and from all the stress of my mom leaving and all the shit my mom has ever done to my sister, she started to get depressed and anxiety and to be insecure she developed eating disorders too she was made fun anyway she started to cut and attempt suicide and I was watching her do this and I was sad too about her and also my mother leaving me and her but I didn't know what I was feeling at the time so anyway she was sent away for 2 weeks it helped her a lot everything got better with her with me not so much as I got older I started dating and I was mentally physically and sexually abused by my ex boyfriend I started cutting about like a year and a half ago I thought it was a way out I watched my sister do it and I thought it would help like it helped but it didn't I would cut consintely I would use tweezers or a razor blade of the blade from a hand pencil sharpener I would cut so deep that once I almost hit a vain I wore sweat shirts everyday to hide them I still do to this day to hid my scars I'm ashamed of what I did the most cuts I ever did in one day was about 50 20 on each arm and 5 on each leg anyway one day I was just gonna end it end my life cause I couldn't handle the pain any more all my music was depressing and all my books were too I had nothing happy in my life at the time my life was bland and shitty well I'm very thankful 2 of my best friend came to help me they sat through at least 4 hours of me running my fucking mouth about what I was going through and why if it wasn't for those two I would probably be dead by now any way my dad became sober cause he wanted a better life for me and my sister so he did and now he's 4 years clean and he has custody of me and I'm thankful he is. Anyway this story is for any people who do self harm or attempt suicide just know ur never alone talk to a teacher or someone u trust and remember this you don't have another chance if you try so it's not worth it make ur life better and stop self harm or suicide it's not worth it just don't do it
