"For some people life isn't a breeze. I was one of those people. I always had that feeling in my stomach. That feeling that you get when you know something bad is bound to happen one way or another."
I wrote that ten years ago. At that time I had never attempted suicide. I had never slitted my wrist. I had never cried myself to sleep. I thought life was perfect. And that was when reality hit me like a truck.
I am twenty-two now. I still cry myself to sleep with suicide always on my mind. You will never find me without a brand new scar on my wrist. That's what my life has come to.
Before all this I was a little ray of sunshine believe it or not. At age 11 I was a gymnast at the US Junior Olympics. I'm not really into that anymore but I did get a silver medal in the all around competition. When they called me to the podium I was in awe that I could do anything so amazing. That has been the peak of the 22 years I've lived on this planet.
What happened to being proud of yourself and accepting what life gives you? Well, let's just say that if I cry tears of blood you know why.
The life was drained out of me.
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