I'm 12-16 With a Mental Illness

Story #5

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Hi, I'm @PurpleSparkles_ here on Wattpad. Feel free to DM me if you want.

I'm 14 years old and have suffered from anorexia and depression.

You all are reading to hear other people's stories, so here's mine.

Around the age of eight, I got bullied due to my weight (I was a bit chubby) and also because I was "too nice". I was also an easy target because I was the youngest in my grade.

I thought I had a solid group of friends, but most of them left in the end. My friends Angelina and Tiffany made a club but we disbanded because Tiffany and the others couldn't get along. Tiffany lied about who she was and always became controlling.

Tiffany became a bully towards me. She always had me do her work as well as follow her around and listen to her lies about her life. She always gave me degrading comments but I was too nice (and cowardly) to leave.

I stayed with her because it was better than having no friends.

When I was 12, my friend Skyler became more distant. Later on we found out that she had attempted suicide four times that year and went to a mental institution the next year. She became homeschooled after her parents found out Skyler was hearing voices.

I snapped that year, because Skyler was my rock, and now she was gone. It didn't help that Tiffany still gave me those degrading comments leading me to be borderline anorexic and depressed. I cut with a plastic knife but very thin, because paper thin cuts hurt more and we're harder to see.

This year though, I got some lovely mass betrayal that shoved me deeper in the depths of depression. My other best friend who I told everything to holds my secrets hostage and told me she hated my guts. She even told me I was a slut and would never get anyone. I had a couple crushes, but I never slept with anyone, yet she said this anyways.

My journey isn't all that bad though. I discovered Wattpad about a year ago. More recently though, I discovered @Explosivewafflez and her books in the fighter series. They made me realise that suicide wasn't worth my life and this campaign makes me feel less alone.

Now, my condition is much less severe. I left my past friend group and I enjoy life. Despite my mild anorexia and battle with depression, they don't have as much a hold on me anymore.

My message to all you is to keep fighting, because you're stronger than your demons!