Diary of FLO.

Intro.

So this is me, again; my name is Filip Luka Ostojic, born in the Netherlands in Weesp on 4-09-99. I have a Croatian background, my parent's were refugee's of the balkanwar in 1991 so they moved to the netherlands and started a life here. I have a interesting life going on and also a very sad past. So i'd like to tell you about that. When i was at middle school , people started bullying me because i was little and i was always happy. The bullying became worser and worser. I also was being bullied because i played with girls alot that was because of the fact only boys were bullying me. I was called little fag, hyperactive midget and stuff like that. It made me really insecure and gave me a low self-esteem. I started to build a fence around me , so no one could ever hurt me again, i kinda became aggresive and mean the opposite of what i used to be. At the age of 8 i had medication for my ADHD, bc of the medication i stopped eating and i lost a lot of weight. I was diagnosted with Anorexia Nervosa, i couldn't eat and i was so skinny and i had a very light-weight. In 2010 i had boulimia , everytime i looked in the mirror i saw a fat person but that was what my mind was seeing and saying to my eyes. In the summer of 2012 i was officialy recovered from anorexia nervosa and i had a good weight. At middle school i had a hard time going on , and high school was kinda my new chance to have a nice life on school. I had a great class with great persons , but i had a relationship with a girl we broke up after two weeks but she was so evil she made the whole class hate me , i had a hard time going on at home, i didn't had a childhood bc my father was/is a alcoholic and drug addicted man. There was never peace in my family , always fights and stuff and my parent's were always fighting. So the problems and school and the problems at home, made me so depressive i did a suicide attempt, i failed, i tried to hang myself but the rope broke. I was crying on the ground and felt asleep next to my suicide note. The next morning i woke up and i was depressed for like 3 months. But i was good at hiding my sadness so i was also being able to hide my depression. Now i am here its 2014 and im in the 3rd class of high school, i still have my ups and downs but im used to it. My parent's are divorced but my father still has to move out and my mom has to own the house. Im going to try to write everytime i want to share hapiness or sadness or anything else with you guys. Just don't hate , if you want to know something just ask.
I will write soon goodbye.