I was abused as a kid, so that's kinda always affected my life. With PTSD, Depression, and Anxiety, I kinda always live hating myself. Although I have tried to get better. I've went to therapy and talked to friends, annoying the heck out of them sometimes with my whining. In middle school I was a bully and hurt people while I tried to deal with my own pain. I am lucky for the person forgiving me and in the end being one of my best friends. In high school, I've become more aware of the pain in this world, while also realizing the good in it. My hardest year has been 2016. Although it was filled with some highs, a lot was bad. My grandfather passed away, my best friend moved, and I was left alone for most of the year. By the end of it, I was able to make new friends and became better in life. In 2017, I started off okay. I watched someone who I really like choose someone over me, and settled for a controlling boyfriend that I regret. I thought I had no one and crumbled. I became used to the feeling of raw skin from scratching and a blade draw lines on my skin, but as the year went on, I eventually became someone I was kinda proud of. Although it was at the end of the year, I picked up the strength to get away from my mentally abusive boyfriend and that guy I liked, he ended up dating me. I'm happy now, and ready to take on 2018.
Dedicated to:Fuyu_Mitokai, Argent_Legion,and grace_141516. My 3 best friends. You guys are the best.
