For those of you who read this, You are TRULY my hero. ♥ 

I'm the girl that everyone says is beautiful, I hate it.  I see quotes all the time that say, "Pretty people always deny that they are pretty just because they want to hear they are pretty even more".  You guys need to realize that it's not always the case. Don't get me wrong, every girl likes to be complimented on their looks, but as Wittiers,  you should know better than to automatically assume things.  I'm the pretty girl, but when I look in the mirror and think I am the ugliest person alive on the face of the planet.  You see, when I was younger I was physically abused by my mother's ex boyfriend. I was only 6, I didn't know that it was a bad thing.  It truly hurt, but wounds heal, and I thought he loved me like my father never did.  We moved far away because he tried killing my mother.  I didn't get to say goodbye to anyone, I didn't know what was going to happen. We moved to my mother's hometown, and she later got married to her high school sweet heart.  He emotionally abused me.  He would say things like "You're so ugly, I can't even look at you," "If the house was on fire I wish that you would be the last one out, or don't".  As a ten year old girl, the time when you are starting to go through changes, the time that all you want to be is to be loved and told you're pretty.  Around that age is when you realize how confident you are.  By the time I was in 7th grade I was diagnosed with anorexia nervosa, depression, and anxiety.  I was stressed and would have panic attacks all the time. I didn't think I was pretty, I thought I was fat so I started to not eat.  I cut myself, and got addicted to drugs. I drank a lot, to hide the fact I was upset. Every smile I had was fake, no one know my story, and I wanted to keep it that way. I am now 15 years old and a junior in high school, I am still anorexic (I'm working on it), I don't cut myself anymore thanks to my wonderful boyfriend, my mom left that guy and is now married to a nice Christian man, I don't do drugs and I've been sober from everything for about a year now, and I go to church because it's my life.  I still cake myself with makeup to hide inperfections because I still feel like I'm not pretty.  Witty girls, when you think people say they aren't pretty for attention, don't, you might not know the story.

Click the (♥) so I know that at least some of you care.
For those of you who read this, I love you, and you are beautiful.