How to get away with killing youself: you dont

Age isnt just a number

I was 13 when I started drowning in my own feelings and thoughts. I was 13 when I started cutting. I was when I started taking my sick mom's prescribed pills. I was only 13 when I started Living Dangerously. I was only 13. Can you believe that? I was only 13. I have so much to live for. I wasn't even done with Middle School. I was bullied. I had a rough life. My parents were divorced. My mom's boyfriends abused me. I had a rough life. The thing that got me to kill myself was over a guy that I met on the internet. You might be saying to yourself that wow kids these days. You will understand after you've read this. He's the only person I could ever trust. I loved him or so I thought. It all started when I was in 6th grade. I was 12 years old. 12 years old too young. I didn't know any better. I had just gotten a phone. I signed up for Instagram. I signed up for Twitter. I signed up for Facebook. I signed up for Snapchat. The age restriction should be in forced by all parents and maybe I would not have killed myself. In this situation I should not blame anyone or any social media site for my actions. Some people say I was mature for my age. There's that word again "was". That's a strong word a very strong word. That word could say so much in three little letters.