It was 1st grade when my family lost there house for money issues.we had to move into a small apartment with 5 people living off of food stamps.I went to a new school with new people.I was so young and naïve,I thought that if I tried hard enough I could make new friends. So I hung out with everyone not really paying attention to what they said.
I stayed at that school for a year and a half.when we where stable enough I moved back to my old school in the last half of 2nd grade.
I still made the same mistake.
So elementary school passed and I made 2 amazing close friends ( lets call them d and k)
In 6th D,K and I where really close we did everything together.
Middle school opened a whole new world to me,a scary petrifying one.I then met a high scholar named T
We became close an I figured out T lived in my neighborhood,and had the same interest.
at this point this when I was taught about sexuality.T and D met and became close, so close they started to date
a good 5 months passed and I learned that K was depressed and cutting. I wanted to be a hero for my friend.
now we are taught that if someone is hurting, help and you will be rewarded.
So I told my mom, which she told K's dad. She and her dad talked about it in another room, while I was at her house. After I left K never talking to me. She never texted, emailed or called me to tell me what happened. I thought I was my fault she left me.
By this time T and D broke up. D was sad so she stayed the night,came on to me and kissed me.
T somehow figured this out and did the same thing as K.
These advents sent me into a depression and lead me to feel unwanted.
I tried to kill myself 2 times.
one I tried overdosing
the other one I was sitting on the edge of my roof about to jump. when my friend read my suicide text , called me, and told me she loved me and so did other people.
I'm so glad I listened to her even though I was broke from my ex friends. I still had other people in the background helping me, that I did not notice. even though I still sometimes get to a low at some points in my life, I still have my friends here by my side.
I still I believe there is good in everyone, you just have to dig little deeper. It's just sometimes you have to dig so deep you give up.
I guess I should have learned this before but, now I look back and say 'if this never happened I will not be the person I am today that people love'.
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Random"I believe there is good in everyone, you just have to dig little deeper. It's just sometimes you have to dig so deep you give up." Could be triggering for some readers triggers include but, not limited to: -Suicidal thoughts - attempted suicide...
