Its hard. I try to get help, I know what I do is wrong, but no one understands. Its not because I like doing it. I’m not crazy either. There’s a constant replay of the same whispers over, and over again. Every day and every night {you’re ugly} {you’re not good enough} {you’re fat} I get tired of fighting them, so I try to injure the little demons out. Sometimes, it works…. for awhile. Then they come back. I’m tired of fighting, often I wonder if it worth it. If i’m worth it. Its hard to try, when no one’s around to help. I dont want to keep failing. But I dont have the energy to get back up again so I’m hanging over this cliff just waiting for the right gust of wind to push me over or push me back to safety.
Its very frustrating too feel that way….specially when other people tell me im ugly, stupid, fat, a waste of space….people have actually told me ti kill myself…seveal times actually….i try to get help, but my parents wouldnt support me….idk how old you are, but im 15, and here in mexico its a big deal, but my parents say i dont “deserve” a party….so instead im going to stay home alone…..awsome birthday right?? It makes me wonder if its worth all thism……i dont care how it ends….i really dont. I guess i want it…..maybe more than you since o dont know how old you are, but email me….we both need someone to talk to…. Bichasala8@hotmail.com
Stay Strong!!
Sorry for the late reply but i know how that goes. i didnt have a quince either. but my older sister did and it hurt that they could give her a party and not me. its better than mine, i spend every birthday fighting with my parents and i end up in my room alone. its gotten easier, i started something i love doing again and its helped. thanks, oh im 15 and you should email me to. im all ears (: im2smrt4u.rawr@gmail.com hope i can help.