
Suicide is one of the leading deaths of teens today. The world is so connected these days that the bullying, gossip, and abuse never stop. So many teens try to commit suicide everyday. Thankfully there are ways of getting help to those who need it. My story is probably nowhere near as bad as other people's but I feel like I should share mine.
When I was in 8th grade I was getting bullied a lot; this had been going on since I was 5 years old. My school is a very preppy school mostly rich kids you know and I'm one of them but I'm not a preppy one, I'm a geek/weirdo.
Anyway I didn't really have any friends till my 8th grade year. They let me in and accepted me for me and I love them for it. Sadly though things weren't so good at home; my brother had recently stolen from my family's business and had lost the trust of me and my parents. I was devastated because he was my older brother and I looked up to him. Back at school things got worse. After that my parents started becoming more strict on me which got me stressed about school and it snowballed from there.
But things did get better as I made more friends and I got a girlfriend which was my first girlfriend like ever. So I thought me and my girlfriend at the time were serious. So we got intimate if you know what I mean. After that she told me she loved me and the thing is I believed her. A week after we had sex I found out she cheated on me with a guy and a girl. I was completely devastated and after that I didn't trust anyone. Because I thought I would get hurt again.
I then started isolating myself from everyone and stopped talking all together. Then in December of 2014 I went to a site for suicidal teens to talk to other suicidal teens about their problems. That's where I met my best friend Michaela. We started talking on the site for a bit then moved to Skyping each other and snapchating. She lived 8 hours away from me, in Florida (I live in Mississippi). We became fast friends and I would stay up all night with her to make sure she was okay.When I first met Michaela I thought she was a preppy girl who didn't really care about me. But I was completely wrong and she forever changed my life. (If you're reading this I love you sis).
Sadly, all good things must come to an end (I think) and in April of 2015 she said she was going into her bad place again and needed space which she said by saying I can't really talk to you anymore. So that ends that. I don't know if she meant "I'm done talking to you" or she really does need space. I just know I'll be waiting for her when she's ready because I made a promise that I'd always be there for her and I intend to keep it.
Sorry if that took so long and was really boring. Now suicide isn't a laughing matter I still struggle with it to this day and those of us who are not depressed now are never really cured it's always there ready to creep back to us. So if you see signs of depression be a good person and see what's wrong be nice to em cause you never know if you'll save a life. If you your self are depressed I highly suggest you seek help from those you trust. You are an important person with so much talent. If you would like to share your story it would be a pleasure telling your story of depression.
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