I'm 17yrs old and broken already. I have been through alot in my life...so far..and everything that has happened to me has made me the person i am today. I love to be outdoors and be with nature. Its so peaceful and quiet...its a place where i can sit, think and be alone. I just got out of a mental hospital almost 3 months ago, and while i was there i realized things about myself that i never knew. I realized that i am not as strong as i am cracked up to be.
I'm 17yrs old and broken already. I have been through alot in my life...so far..and everything that has happened to me has made me the person i am today. I love to be outdoors and be with nature. Its so peaceful and quiet...its a place where i can sit, think and be alone. I just got out of a mental hospital almost 3 months ago, and while i was there i realized things about myself that i never knew. I realized that i am not as strong as i am cracked up to be.
February 3, 2009 10:21pm
I am always sad and i hate it!!! it feels like i will always be this way...forever. I wish that my life was different and perfect. I hate being the …
What a beautiful person you are. My son is 26yrs old, and along with having albinism, he also is autistic. I remember going to A parents of kids with albinism meeting & well, I only went ONE time. There were parents upset because the color, or lack of color of their child's skin. I never went back, because I was so angry. The color of my child could have been purple & we'd love him just as much, but these parents were talking about their albino child not behaving 'right' in karate, or in tennis classes. I almost fell out of my chair because Brodie could in no way ever be put in a karate class & expect him to behave without one on one supervision. Not because of being albino, it turned out to be something added to my Brodie's person. Albinism is beautiful, (easy for me to say) & yes I'm biased. Wishing all the best to you & your willingness to reach out to others.
hie thanks for sharing your story
I know exactly how you felt and trust me it was not easy at all...but somehow we get strength to see it through because GOD made us different for a reason. :-)
Thanks for sharing your story, I found it very touching and honest. I am not an albino, and I could never really relate to you. I was more the opposite of you, I am Italian and grew up around little blond girls with blue eyes and fair skin. My skin would tan really easy and I thought how dark I looked next to them. My hair is curly, not straight and silky like the other girls I hung out with. I know it is not quite a comparison with your story, but that is the way that I could only relate. I do think too that so many of us are insecure with who we are that we are often comparing ourselves with others. What I would have given to have beautiful straight hair and blue eyes! Well, these days we can change so much about our looks. No one has to be stuck with the hair color they are born with. Self-tanning lotions and spray on tans are the popular things in Hollywood right now. If people prejudged you because you are lighter than them, shame on them! Prejudice goes beyond black and you are an example of that. God Bless You, God Loves you just the way you are.
Your post is well written! It sounds like you have a strong support system, you're lucky.
When i was 9 my stepdad sexuall mollested me. I pretended that it never happened for the longest time. Now i'm 17yrs old and i just recently came out and told someone about it. I was admitted into a mental hospital at the end of october for depression, cutting, and eating problems. I have a hard time telling my story to people...i haven't even talked too much about it with my therapist.
I was born with albinism and every moment from that day on i have hated myself. It is hard to live when everyone around you is different and better than you. I hate having to bundle up all the time to keep from getting burned and having people comment on my skin. People come up to me all the time and tell me that i need to go tanning...well I CAN'T!!!! I hate it!!
I have been battling depression for as long as i can remember. I have struggled with weightloss, cutting, and alot of anxiety, and stress. I hate being depressed all the time, and nothing seems to help. I was admitted into a mental hospital about 3mos ago, and they didn't really heplp that much. I have stopped cutting though...which is a very big step for me. I had been cutting for over a yr and a half.
Well i started cutting when i was in the 11th grade...about a year and a half ago. I didn't really see it as a problem at the time, but when my friend said something about it to me i realized it was bad. I ended up telling someone about it in october, and i was put in a hospital for 2weeks for observations. Since then i haven't cut...so its been 3mos since i last cut. Its really hard,a dn i think about it all the time.
My parents divorced when i was 6yrs old. I can remember the day we left(my brother and i), i remember us pulling away from the house and both me and my brother crying our eyes out. I am 17 now, and i still hate my mom for divorcing my dad. In my eyes she never thought about what was best for me and my brother...i still hate to this day. When i was 9 my stepdad sexually abused me...and my mom doesn't believe me. That shows how much she cares about me.
