The Story of a Small Town Girl: The First Year

Introduction

Just like every other normal human-being, I have a story. Most stories go untold. They are only known by who created that particular person's story. The lessons that could be taught by these stories are untaught, and the same mistakes are made by different individuals.

There are so many things wrong with our present day society it is seriously disappointing. The worst thing about our society is that nobody is doing anything to fix the other problems that reoccur on a daily basis.

Social networking such as Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, texting, etc. worsens the majority of the problems we have in our society. It's sickening how badly people abuse the privileges of social networking.

One of the major issues in our society is the cruelty we express against one another. There's different forms of cruelty that causes different effects on the world.

Bullying is a huge problem that occurs way too often in our society. Something that people don't do much about. It's hurting our society, and the effects it has on people is seriously ridiculous.

The percentage of teens that attempt or succeed suicide is growing higher each year, and the lead cause is bullying. Most suicides or suicide attempts in teens aren't planned, there's usually no letter, no planned out thought of how or when, no evidence left behind of why.

It usually happens in a moment of weakness. You don't think it can get better. You don't think anybody would even care if you were gone. But you are wrong.

The teens who plan out how, when, leave a note, and an explanation of why are way past just one moment of weakness. They're living in weakness. They're too far down to get up alone.

If you're digging a hole and you are down inside, you can still get out with a ladder or standing on a bucket, or even using your arm strength to pull yourself up and out of the hole. Either way you did it on your own. Now you dig your hole deeper, too deep to crawl out even with a ladder. You need somebody stronger than you to pull you out.

So look at the hole as your life. The ladder, bucket, or anything that could assist you in climbing out of the hole is like the things you can do to cope with how you are feeling. The arm strength is like the mental strength you have. The deeper hole is what its like to let your life slip through your fingers. You need help from someone in order to keep your life from completely falling apart. You have to ask for help, help isn't just going to appear.

So, now you're in that deep hole, the one where not even a ladder can get you out. In order to get out you need that bigger, stronger person to pull you out. If you don't call for somebody to come help you, nobody is going to come. Nobody is going to know you're stuck in a deep hole. Nobody is going to know you need help getting out. So if you don't ask for help, you are just going to sit in that hole forever. The weakness forever.

So, if you're falling apart, you're broken, its more than just one moment of weakness, you can't stand back up on your own, you think there is only one way out, you start thinking about the way out, you think about how, you think about how you won't have to feel the way you do now ever again. You need to ask for help, because it will get better. But if you don't let someone who is mentally stronger than you know that you need help. Then it won't get better, because you're not strong enough to do it by yourself.

So, here's my story of how Society ruined me over the past few years.

I used to be that girl who didn't let a thing bother her. I always told myself that I know who I am, my friends and family know who I am, and that's the only thing that matters. Say what you want, I know the truth. And that worked for awhile, but eventually you lose yourself.

I'm not going to lie, or deny it. I've been mean to people, I've hurt people. But never in my lifetime have I driven someone to the point where they wanted to die.

The fact that people find enjoyment by making somebody feel like shit is horrifying. It really is.