When I was little I thought nothing could ever hurt me. I was the strongest kid I could ever be. I had so many friends , I had people that trusted me , I even had someone that I thought was real. Well as years went by and i got older. Things started to change. I lost my friends. I lost my family. I lost EVERYTHING. I didn't have a dad growing up. My mom would hit , kick , punch , scratch , pull my hair , she even put hot water on my skin. I was ABUSED. Some people thought I was different cause it happened they called me a doll cause I've been hit. I came to school with bruies. And scars and blood. There was NOTHING I couldn't do. After all this I lived with my grandparents. They took care of me. But then I was getting bullied. I was called a slut , Whore , bitch , any name you could think of. I started to cut. It hurt. Then I got a boyfriend. He supported me and I promised him I would stop. I did. But after two years of us being to together he cheated on me. I was mad. Crying my eyes out. Hurt. I cut. AGAIN. I cut so bad that I cut to close to a vain. I stayed in the hospital for a week. Friends came. Teachers came. Family came. And no one could believe it. But it was all done. I'm better now. And all I'm saying is. Stand up for your self. Don't be afraid. Your beautiful / handsome. And no one can tell you diff.. I'm here for you. Call or text me @ 575-693-6727 I'm Angelina./.^
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