when I was younger i played a lot of sports and i was a very happy and outgoing person.My mom didn't know i had bipolar when i was younger so i didn't take medication.I defiantly had many personalities. If i was happy i would be silly and i guess a little annoying.If i was sad i would like sit there and stare into space looking lifeless. The worst was if i was mad or throwing a tantrum. Whenever i was mad i would bite myself, pull my hair, bang my head against the wall. Not everything i did when i was mad was towards me like one time i chased my sister with a knife because we were fighting. I was not okay. I'm surprised my mom did not put me into a mental hospital.That was then though, i have really changed and i don't know if its any better. When we moved i starting hanging out with different kinds of people. I ended up starting to smoke, sneak out, and just a bunch of stuff. I am like depressed on the inside but on the outside i pretend to be this chill person. If i'm not feeling either of those then i am a complete bitch. I have defiantly don some stuff i shouldn't. Like getting a tattoo from a friend or piercing my belly button! It is what it is because i actually want them i feel like because i want something and i cant have it that makes me want it more so i just do it because i am not supposed to. Literally i am always in trouble because i'm doing shit i shouldn't. Even though i'm always getting into trouble and i hate it i repeatedly do it.I dot know maybe i'm just stupid but i should really stop.I won't
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You Don't Know My Story
Short Storyshe was someone on the outside. Nobody really knew who she was on the inside. People always assumed she was this perfect girl, but she was the only one who knew the truth
