It was winter of 2013, and I felt lonely and stuck. I didn't know my real self. I felt like no one wanted to answer my help calls. On December 12, 2013 I knew I was fucking depressed. People in my classes never talked to me like before, some people made me think I was a joke or unwanted. Each day I felt more depressed. I kept letting myself down. I lost my self confidence and I knew what I was think was wrong, but no one cared enough to tell them. My only escape was talking through it with my internet friends who really knew me, and cared about me each and every day. The thing is, I can't ever see them to thank them with a long hug. They live in other places, hence the words 'internet friends'. When winter break arrived I was away from school and I felt so relaxed. I was away from the pain. When I went back to school everything continued like it didn't stop. I knew my decision for what I was going to do was going to haunt me forever, but I didn't know what else to do? I went into my drawer and got a blade from forever ago. I did slit my wrists. I couldn't help but cry. From that day on I never did it again. Even if people would still kill me emotionally. I felt sorry for myself, but my internet friend Lauren from NJ, gave me an idea that helped me. She gave me the idea of writing down positive quotes , one for each day. I started in January. Thirty one positive quotes in a basket. Each day I pulled one out, smiled, and tapped it to my wall. I felt better as time went on. I'd love to thank her for helping me get through the tough times. She told me to throw away the blade. She said, "No blade no pain." I did throw it away for good, just for her. She's forever the best person.
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high school life
Non-FictionThis is sort of my full high school experience. I am a sophomore this school year (2014-2015). I'll try to write about my experience and how I survived my high school year(s). Mostly everything is true on what I wrote about, so please take some situ...
