lately.
i was doing so well. i was happy and laughing... i was back to being me. but im getting depressed again. im fighting with my friends and parents. and …
idk... im me. low self-esteem, bad soccer player, complulsive liar (which is REALLY bad, i know. but i try to be as truthful as i can on DS) i have a twin sister, who i couldnt live without. even tho we fight CONSTANTLY and people think we hate each other. at school im in more of the "normal/nerdy" crowd. but i guess i dont really fit in with them. they would never in their lives think about smoking or drinking or suicide... but i do. my parents are divorced (but so are pretty much everyone elses parents too) and it was really messy and an angry ordeal. (hence the cutting) lifes a bitch -_-
idk... im me. low self-esteem, bad soccer player, complulsive liar (which is REALLY bad, i know. but i try to be as truthful as i can on DS) i have a twin sister, who i couldnt live without. even tho we fight CONSTANTLY and people think we hate each other. at school im in more of the "normal/nerdy" crowd. but i guess i dont really fit in with them. they would never in their lives think about smoking or drinking or suicide... but i do. my parents are divorced (but so are pretty much everyone elses
music, music, and music!! i also love art, horses, motorcycles, my friends, guys (:P) etc... making friends is awesome too. so add me if you dont think im TOO crazy. lol
music, music, and music!! i also love art, horses, motorcycles, my friends, guys (:P) etc... making friends
i was doing so well. i was happy and laughing... i was back to being me. but im getting depressed again. im fighting with my friends and parents. and …
Life is short, Break the rules, Forgive quickly, Kiss slowly, Love truly, Laugh uncontrollably, And never regret anything that made you smile.
well a couple of days ago, my 5 1/2 months of no cutting was completly destroyed. i was really stressed, told myself, wat the f_ck grabed my …
i havent seen a doctor or anything. i dont know what my parents would do and even if they could afford counsiling. but im constantly sad and feeling hopeless. i cant talk to anyone about it so i deal with it by myself... which isnt always helpful
i started cutting at age.. i think 9 or 10. it wasnt bad or anything. by 8th grade tho it turned out to be a life threatening addiction. my mom saw my wrist, barely did anything about it (she told me to stop... then left me to myself) and i told a friend. she said she couldnt help me (that was a shocker, we havent talked about it sense). i quit finally. been cut free for almost 2 years now. im not gona lie, it gets harder everyday... =(
im a junior already. god, all of this has flown by sooo fast. and no matter how badly i want to leave chisago lakes... theres a part of me that is as scared as hell to grow up.
i became severly depressed (though i havent been diagnosed) after my parents divorce when i was ten. then my brother became a drug addict and my grandma past away. within four years i began cutting and snapping and after a nearly fatal year, finally stopped (i still snap tho, you cant expect me to go cold turkey!). i cant tell my friends because they... i just cant, and same with my parents. they couldnt afford therapy anyway... so yeah.
if its not my mom and dad (divorced), then its my brother. if its not any of them, then its my sister. constantly fighting and screaming and doing illegal shit. i try to be the good one... it doesnt work out so well.
my dad drinks a lot. idk if hes an alcoholic, but i know it runs in the family. so im not sure. my brother also dropped out of school after getting hooked on weed. after my stupid SI addiction... im scared that im taking the same path.
my grandma had 3 different types of cancer... in the end they all killed her. lung, breast, and lukimia...
im a ferternal (mind my spelling) twin... so yea...
me = no sleep, like ever. it completly sux...
i dont kno if i really have a pd. but i do kno that im a compulsive liar and thats its controling my life. DS is probably the only place im even halfways truthful... im just terrified of what people will think of the real me. i also have OCD and it really shows when im stressed out.
its a long story. i havnt the time right now. ill write as soon as i do
i have a few friends that are gay and then a bisexual friend (which i know doesnt fit into the gay OR lesbian thing but shes having a tough time so i thought i could maybe help?)
im fifteen! i shouldnt be doing this :( but i am, and im smart enought to know that i need help. i started this during a huge fight with my dad...and its just escalated.
the group is "loneliness" a lil self explanatory... anyways. yeah, i constantly feel like no one likes me or understands me. i just really want to meet someone who just understands....