My life

My past

Let's see where do I start...
Well, when I was little I didn't see much of my dad because he was in the coast guard and he was always on leave so I am a lot more attached to my mom and I'll get to my dad later. When I was in the last place we lived before my dad retired I got picked on a lot for being fat. So after my only friend at the time started cutting then I did. I have never told my parents or my friends where I live now. I have only told two of my friends here my girlfriend and Micquala (whom I will tell you about in a couple chapters). I thought once we moved it would be better but that's what you get for being a dumb 5th grader. Once we moved and I started school, it started happening again. It started out with one person making a fat joke and I laughed because I didn't want to not be cool. Then it kept happening and I started cutting again. I'm not proud of my scars and anyone who makes the joke about "if you cut with your veins its results but if you cut any other way it's for attention" then you don't understand how much trouble we go through to hide it from people.
Well I don't want to talk about that anymore but I will say last year when I asked the girl out that im dating now it was the best thing I ever did.
I don't really have much else to say except rock on and all that happy horse shit 😋