14 years old .. I starting smoking weed to help with anxiety and shit. Started hanging out with some cool ass white kids. We'd always smoke each other up. During this age I was in end of middle school and beginning of high school. I started to do bad shit. I would get in trouble with my mom and at school. I was beginning to be a disappointment to everyone. Letting go of grades, not listening to my parents. Plus I was still getting bullied, at this age I began to self harm. There would be too much stress on me that I couldn't handle. And too many bad things happening at home and at school. But no matter what I would smoke a blunt and tell myself it would be okay, but it never was. Things would never seem to go right. I would blame myself. I would blame my parents. I would blame the world. I'd thought I wasn't meant for this place, that everything would be fine if I was gone. So I had attempted suicide, but my parents found out and made me me see a therapist. I never really told my family about the bullying or about the way I actually felt. Everything would always be kept on the inside. They put me on pills and I thought I was crazy, I thought I was different. That was just the beginning.
Hey guys. Thanks for reading and voting. These things are true. And I hope no one gets offended. Love kee x
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Life As A Teen
Non-FictionI will be doing years 13 - 19 Beginning to now. It's all about me and what I went through. We all know that being a teenager sucks #RealLife