| Every time I do not act causes little parts of myself to die away. To let things slide like being tormented when I was young has killed me. I do not feel like a whole person because I never fought back. Throughout my life I have just take every thing that has been thrown at me. I have put others before myself so frequently that I do not know what I want anymore. I know what I do not want. I am highly self-protective, and I really do not like being touched. Dwelling on things that hurt you, eat you up inside. The "what if's" and the "why didn't I's" stay with you. I cannot change any of these things but I cannot let them go. By the time eighth grade came around my situation got worse. I was manifesting physical pain from the mental pain I had. I had severe migraines everyday. It is not a normal thing for I child as young as I was think of killing themselves. The migraines have stopped, but I still feel depressed most of the time. |
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