-Was physically abused by my parents (mother in particular) for as long as I can remember up until age thirteen after i threatened to call the police.
-Was verbally abused until I couldn’t deal with it anymore and had to leave home at eighteen.
-Started cutting at age thirteen to cope.
-Had two suicide attempts at age fourteen and fifteen.
-So horribly bullied at school I had to drop out.
-Got pregnant at sixteen.
-Had a miscarriage and had to deal with losing my child.
-Was cheated on many times by the only person to ever really make me feel loved.
-Was given so much shit for the guy I was with and lost almost every one of my friends.
-Was given MDMA for the first time in october.
On it every weekend, high on weed almost every night. Drugs are my only escape from a world where nothing ever seems to get better.
I want so badly for someone to notice. For someone to realise that I’m on a slippery slope into a dangerous spiral. I need to be saved, but no one notices, and even if they did, who would care?
I have manic depression. I’ve tried so hard to get through everything, to keep it all to myself, to cope with it. But then I found drugs, and then I gave up. Why should I continue to be strong? I don’t see things getting any easier anytime soon. Why be strong when you can be high?
This is not an attention seeking post, I know no one will read it, let alone respond.
It’s just my silent cry for help so I can say ‘at least I tried’.
This is my personal blog.
Hey, are you OK? I've been looking in on your tumblr for a while now, and I've been getting kinda worried, what with your extended absence. Everything alright?
Thankyou for your concern anon, it means a lot.