This is Me

2). The Year From Hell

(A/N: If you are suffering from depression, anxiety, suicidal thoughts, anorexia, bulimia or any other mental illness or know someone that is, it is okay to get help. Make sure that you get your voice heard. Don't be afraid. You are not alone and there are people out there who can help you.

I am here for anyone who needs help or knows someone that does. Please comment if you need anything or just comment your thoughts.

Thank you.)

After that day, the anxious feeling got worse.

I tried to tell my school what was going on, but they wouldn't listen to me. I became scared to see my friends, go to lessons, and even go to school.

I started being late for school so then I wouldn't have to experience the fear of going to school, but with being late my attendance dramatically dropped, I became terrified just at the idea of going to school. As a result of my lateness, my School punished me.

It started as break time detentions, then lunch time detentions, then after school detentions. Then as if detentions weren't enough the school isolated me (isolation is when you get put in a room by yourself and you have to do all your lesson work from a text book and you have a break time, lunch time and an hour after school detention.

Because of all this my depression got worse, but once again nobody believed me.

I got so depressed that in April 2013, I made the worst mistake of my life, and I started cutting an self injuring (if you are someone who has thought about self harming or knows someone who is then don't hesitate to get help! Self Harm is an addiction and extremely hard to stop. To start self harming a person hates themselves so much and if you know anyone or are someone who feels this way then please get help!! I am here for anyone. Feel free to comment.)

As the school year went on I lost everything. And I watched as my life crumbled down around me. That was when my best friend, let's say her name was, Maddie. Yeah, Maddie. Maddie started ignoring me. My best friend wasn't there for me when I needed her the most and that really hurt. I had never felt so isolated and alone.

After a very long, depressing and exhausting school year that consisted of a huge amount of detentions, it was finally the summer holidays.

In the summer holidays my family (my Mother, Father and younger sister) and I went to Germany.

On the first day in Germany I had managed to cause a huge family argument. I will always remember my little sister constantly saying to me, "Sienna, it's all your fault the family is splitting up!"

Through the rest of our stay in Germany we had our ups and downs and I sunk deeper into my depression.

But despite a horrible start to the summer, when school time came around I was thinking more positively and I was going to be on time for school, try to be happier and I was also going to try to stop self harming...