This isn't an update sorry to get your hopes up but hopefully you'll stay and read my terrible life story. I want to get my story out there to show anyone with depression, anxiety, or rape survivors . All of you guys mean everything to me and you guys know nothing about me so why not spill my life story?Okay so In the picture above I'm the ugly one with purple hair. The rest of them are so fucking adorable.So anyways I'll just spill my life story
My life story
Lmao why not spill some of my life to you amazing readers. Just don't get depressed. Here we go!
Okay so I was born the " baby" of my family coming 6 years after my second sister. I actually have just one sister but I think of my half sister as my full sister. I was actually supposed to have another sister but she unfortunately died when she was two. My parents were like anyone's really. They seemed happy, but in actuality they weren't happy together. So like any unhappy couple they divorced.Leaving my sister and I to choose a parent. The court went in favor of my mother. So for almost the whole 15 years of my life I've lived with my mom. Soon after divorcing my mom came out of the closet as a lesbian and I also came out with depression . At first I was confused about my mom's sexuality and about the feelings I was feeling all at once. My mom wasn't the best parent during the young years of my life seeing as I was only around 6 when my parents split. My sister Ashley was the one who mostly raised me being only around 15 at the time she was my idol when I was young. We had to move around often making both my sister and I move schools a lot throughout our school years
By the time I was in sixth grade I moved again towards the end of the school year. I was a bit nervous but I ended up making friends fairly quickly. I was well liked in my classes but that all stopped when we only had less than two months left of the year. I said the wrong thing and made everyone hate me within a the lunch period. My classmates my life hell from then on. They'd say horrible things about how I looked ( I'm overweight and I have always been ever since my parents divorced ) If I showed any emotion they would make fun of me for that. I only had two friends after that and one of them didn't want to be seen with me because the people would start making his life hell. So I was left with only one real friend who stuck by my side. The school did nothing about it, I went and told thee councilor then when she didn't do anything I went to the principal. Nothing happened to my hopes. Finally the school year ended thankfully but as if life hadn't had enough of making my life hell the people found my facebook. They sent threats , horrible things about how I should kill myself. I didn't tell my parents because what use would that do? So I got into cutting. Bad. So bad that my parents caught me twice. The second time my dad threatened to put me in a mental institution. I continued to cut but only on places where they couldn't see. My mom was with a woman at the time that only made my life worse. She'd blame me on whatever she could. She even accused me of sexually abusing her granddaughter who was WAY younger than me. This made me want to go to school again to avoid her. The summer was over to much of my relief. I was also very scared I would continued to be bullied. It didn't stop but it wasn't anywhere as bad. In my seventh grade year I was walking through the hallway when a very tall guy walked next to me.
"Some of these people are so short" I didn't say anything seeing as I was still in my depression. A couple weeks later he said the same thing at the bus stop but this time it was different because he also said "Hey why don't you talk or smile?" I was taken back because I had no friends yet here was this guy trying to be friends. Later that day he introduced me to his friends to which I became friends with as well. That guys name was Nathan. He made my depression lessen. With time it went away but I knew it wasn't gone for long. Much to my disliking I ended up falling in love for Nathan. I knew he didn't return mutual feelings, he had said so himself. "It'd be weird seeing as we're best friends" He'd laugh not knowing how much it hurt hearing those words from him. I told him one day what happened not even a year ago telling him
" If it weren't for you I'd be dead" I was so close to ending all my suffering then and there but something stopped me. Seventh grade was so much better than sixth.
Then during the summer of seventh grade my mom told me we were moving to Indiana ( I lived in Michigan at the time. Also please don't stalk me) I decided to go and make new experiences. In Indiana I met my best friends Alex and Sierra. We've been friends for over a year. Sometime in my eighth grade year I met a girl named Lily. She was super sweet , kind, and she was friends with Alex making me trust her. She ended up asking me out to which I said yes. We weren't even dating a week and I stayed over at her house. We ended up making out in her couch which ended up her dry humping me , not wanting to talk to me or even sleep in the same room together. The next day she texted me saying she wanted to break up. It took her a couple months to want to date me again. This time we took things slow. We held hands , kissed, went on some dates but we never went overboard. That time we dated for a little over a month. Her and my best friend Alex ended up fighting in the months we weren't together which made my friends upset I got back together. I stupidly didn't listen and got hurt when I told her I was feeling depressed which she took as me being suicidal. The next day in math class in front of everyone she yelled
"Next time you want to talk about suicide either do it or I'll do it for you" In front everyone to which no one did anything. Later we broke up because I showed to much attention to my friends. During the school year my moms became suspicious about something going on with my three year old niece and my sisters new husband. From the begining I felt something off about this guy but I couldn't do anything. A few months after dating they married much to my families dislike. Somehow my moms found out that my sister's husband raped my poor little niece. Around this time my depression came back along with some anxiety. I thought it was my fault I couldn't protect that sweet innocent little girl. My sister did nothing to protect her little girl throughout all of this. She got herr kids taken by cps and placed into foster care. My sister has done nothing to get those kids back ( she's on baby 4 with baby daddy number 4) One of her kids was given to his father and they are moving all the way to california soon. The other two are still in foster care. I hate not being able to help those kids. They are everything to me seeing as I've been with them since birth.
Now here I am in 9th grade at a new school knowing nobody at all. I'm very scared that I'm going to be bullied again and maybe even worse seeing as high schoolers are brutal. Anyways if you made it this far thank you so much for listening to my depressing life story. I love you guys so much thank you for being with me throughout this journey of life. I'll be updating soon and be on the lookout for a new crankgameplays fanfiction! See ya guys in the next chapter. love ya - Max
