Chapter 4

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Everyday I get called name's by my mom brother everyone in my family like fat pig, go die know one likes you, you didn't die yet, fat cunt, pig, slob, your fat and ugly. Know one gets that I have feeling's I cry all the time I think about everything people tell me it all was got me thinking. I wanted to end my self so many times then I say to myself. Why should I end my life because other people are not happy with there life. Everyday when someone brings me down I don't pay know mind to them and it makes me stand toller and makes me stronger. When I was 24 I was pregnant and I had a miscarriage. I was so upset I cried my gram called me a whore because I was pregnant. My uncle told everyone i was a lying why would I lie about something like that. People will do and say everything they can to bring you down. They want you to feel like a piece of shit and your not worth it. Know matter what people do never give up never. You are someone there are people out there that love you. People may not show it or tell you like they should. If you would leave this world you leave behind so many people. That love you, care about you, so many people will be hurt. You never realise it that everyday some how in some way you save someone's life but not yours. Friends and family talk bad about you stop talking to you.

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