My story:
Hey there. Okay, well here is my story. When I was in elementary school, I had it all. The friends, the popularity, the looks. I know it's weird to say, because I was only in grade school. But once I moved, I lost ALL of that. Plus, I gained and gained weight. I weigh as much as did then, now. Anyways, I moved to a new school and I had no friends, no popularity, and I was NOT appealing to the eyes. I was the weird, ugly, obsessed with dogs girl. I was confused about my sexuality. I KNEW I liked girls, but that would just be something else bad to add to my list. I got mad fun of everyday for my looks and my love of animals. It was about the end of seventh grade, beginning of eighth. When I started excepting my love of women, but I still didn't tell anyone. I hit my growth spurge too. So I became extremely tall and thinned out. Yet, I still got made fun of for my weight, so I turned to Bulimia and cutting. You're probably thinking: "Wow, this bitch is stupid!" and I understand why, you think that. I just couldn't take it anymore. Everyday I would binge and purge, even at school. I lost so much weight. I really did. When I finally, was semi-happy with my self, I started making friends. I was still chubby, but I was approachable. The end of eighth grade, I started actually talking to girls, and flirting with them. In the beginning of high school, I covered my homosexuality up with dating guys. Because, I was afraid I was going to be made fun of again. I stopped cutting in ninth grade, just if you are wondering. Cutting took away my pain. It still does. Fuck, getting back on track. The end of ninth grade, I was sick and tired of hiding the fact I liked girls. So, I started dating one and told my closest friends. They were surprisingly accepting of it. The beginning of my tenth grade school year, I started telling more and more people. And they were also accepting of it too. Mid-way through tenth grade, I started becoming un-happy with myself, again. Just by one person telling me I was "ugly" or "fat", put me back into my depression. That's when I started cutting again. I used to get stoned before school, so I would not have to deal with the bullying. Once I realized that no one was actually bullying me anymore. It was me, inside, bullying myself. I have always thought I wasn't "good enough" to be a lesbian. That people would think I was to ugly to get a guy, so I turned to women. It probably makes NO sense, but it does in my head. I still have that fear. I'm myself's own bully. I bully myself, everyday. About a month ago, I was so sick of who I am that I tried to take my life, I have tried more that once. But every time I try, I think about what my future holds, and how much hurt I would cause for my family and friends. I do have days, where I just wish I could swallow that bottle of bills, or cut down, like I've tried before. But, I've tried to stop being so negative towards me, myself, and I. That I should be happy with myself. Because you know, confidence is key. And that's what I'm trying to do, be confident. Next school year, I'm going to a new school. With a new attitude, with a new out-look on life. I'm going to try to not give a shit what people think, and be happy for once. I have a lot people that look up to me. I don't want to let them down. I know this is ALL over the place, but I think you get what I'm trying to say.
Everyone is beautiful, in their own way. Don't let one person, change that.
Love yourself. Respect yourself. Don't be afraid to be you.
We are all put on this world for a reason, don't take it away because of asshole people.
Alright, I'm done now.