I'm going to make this short, because it's late, but.. It all started in fourth grade. I was too fat, too short, not pretty enough: typical grade school insults. In sixth grade, it was still going on, getting worse every year. It led to anorexia and self harm..and my first suicide attempt. My uncle, who I was really close to, found me, and after his wife's death he couldn't handle knowing I was unhappy. It made him feel like a failure and that he could've done something. He blamed himself, and this led to his death. It was my fault. I got worse, the bullying got worse. By eighth grade, I had atempted two more times. Last year was the sixth..and final. My best friend helped me realize that it's not worth it. These bullies are just trying to get a reaction out of me, and I was giving it to them. If I need help, I go to her and likewise. I still break once and a while, but not because of bullies anymore, but because of my own insecurities and self hate. I'm a month clean now, and that's it. I'm done with all of it. It'll take work, but I'm gonna get better. And I've devoted my whole life to suicide prevention and helping others. No one should go through that. If you ever need anything, feel free to send me a message on Wattpad: HereForYou023

ADVICE: Talk to someone before you do anything you'll regret. I learned it the hard way. If that doesn't work, put your phone on do not disturb, put headphones in, and do something to help (run, draw,write,sleep), whatever it takes to clear your head.