There’s just so much crap that’s happened to me when I was four. Yes, four. Everything happened after my parents divorced… I would copy and paste (I have a journal, password protected of course, and it had my story…) my story here, but am I allowed to take up a few pages? Guessing not… I’m just depressed and wish it would all end. I mean come on, I’m 13 and it’s been happening since I was four… I even had to get a job last year…. I still have it too. I do have to support myself financially wise somehow… And that’s not even the sad part of my life… Lord please hear my cry…. My plea….
You know the saying things will get better. It will.
Once you hit rock bottom the only way you have is up. Though the journey back up isn’t exactly a cake walk but if you want out youll claw you’re way out if you have to. There is a saying, you don’t know how strong you are until being strong is the only thing you have left.
I do encourage you to go to hulu.com and look up the movie Wristcutters A Love Story. I do encourage you watch it. But don’t let the title fool you. It helped me. But just watch it. You’re still a kid you still have time. ANd being 13 and a job i don’t know if that’s legal but then again idk where you live so it’s probably none of my buisness. but anyway you’ll make it
@Mia
Thank you… Your words are truly inspirational…