Ever since i started prekinder i felt very out of place. It was so hard for me to make friends because i was so shy. Kids would make fun of me for having big teeth. My two front two teeth were huge and they stuck out (they still are). They would make fun of my very curly, big, poofy hair. They would tell me I was ugly. They would hit me. In sixth grade "my friend" would bump into me and call me mean names. In seventh grade these girls would kick my chair in class but i never turned around. In seventh grade, thats when my depression and anxiety started. I was 12. I also started to pinch and bite my wrist. When i was 14, thats when I began to cut myself. I have no self esteem. I cry myself to sleep almost every night. Now Im in the tenth grade and im 16. People still make fun of me but I am stronger and I try to brush it off. Sometimes I lie to myself and say it doesnt hurt but it does. I also feel like my mom is never proud of me. my dad was drunk almost all my life but he quit. He was never really there. I am still depressed and I still cut. I know I am not a very good inspiration because i still need to go through recovery but I just want people who are in my position to know that they are not alone. Every night before bed i tell myself young girl its allright your tears will dry youll soon be free to fly. i know ill see my brighter day and i will never give up.