Sunday, 2 October 2011
08:09:21 PM (GMT)
Now, I know this is gonna sound like a shitload of whining, but I don't care
anymore, and I'm sorry if I offend anyone.
The past two years have been very hard to me.
I moved to North Carolina (it's beautiful here), but it was a very, very uprooting
thing. I'm from florida and there I'd been dating a boy for two years.
Six months after I moved here, he cheated on me with my best friend Alexis.
He was very mean to me, and we don't speak anymore. And it's sad because we were best
friends since we were toddlers.
Later that year, I began drinking heavily and doing prescription pills, almost hoping
to die but being afraid to take action. I was caught at school with a knife and
prescription pills. That was a wake-up call.
My friend Noah shot himself this winter. I miss him very much and that also almost
pushed me over the suicide edge. But I caught myself and kept my head up. I relasped
This year I was raped. I can't handle that. It's degrading and disgusting and I hate
myself for letting it happen. It's separated me from my family and friends and I'm
very isolated now. I don't know where to turn with my story, you guys. I just wanted
to get some of this out. I'm so ugly, so anorexic. So disgusted with myself. I
shattered two vertebrae during the rape and I am in a back brace now. Everyone can
see the evidence.
I'm not asking for anything. Just hear what I have to say. Thank you guys.
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