hey! i'm ashley. i like witty because it's a place where i can get away from constant everyday bullying and teasing. it's a place where all of us (hopefully) will back each other up. it's a place where girls can come and just.. vent.♥
if you don't mind, will you keep the next thing i'm about to tell you a secret?
promise?
well, i'd like to share with the few who're reading this, my life. and when you read this, don't judge me. because i know there are a lot of people who have it worse. i'd just like to share.
so, i'll be fourteen on august 13th. i'm going to be a freshman. the summer before 8th grade, i started cutting and doing drugs. i started this because of the everyday bullying from immature kids who think they're superior to girls like me. i mean seriously, even during te summer i was getting bullied everyday. my home life wasn't the greatest either. my mother and my step-dad are always fighting. i have three other siblings, that my parents seem to love so much more than me. apparently, i was a mistake because "condoms weren't well made back then." (quoting my mom.) yeah, thanks mom. i love you too. everytime my brothers or sister do something wrong, i always get blamed, even if i wasn't home. and i'm always the one to get punished. my mom knows i cut. wanna know what she said when i told her? she said "well one day, when you cut into a vein and you're bleeding to death, don't come crying to me. i'll just sit there and watch my dreams come true." is it wrong that i still love my mother? i'm still hoping one of these days she'll come around.. although, i know i'm wasting my time. so anyways, i still cut, and do drugs. not enough of either to die. just enough to not feel any more pain. i cut on my inner thighs and ankles. on my ankles, i can blame it on running into something, and no one sees my thighs. i've lost 15 pounds over the course of my eighth grade year, and i didn't start to get called fat until people noticed i looked skinnier. yeah, we've got some real great kids in my school. if you're still reading, i'm not asking for sympathy. i'm just asking for you to understand.♥
other interests.
chase anthony balcziunas.♥
music.♥
drawing.♥
writing.♥
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