My Mental Health Story - 1

Updated: Apr 12, 2021

I never grew up in a "loving" household. My mom was arrested for drug abuse, and my dad wasn't really a part of my life. I was raised by my two older sisters, who didn't care about me or even knew I existed. I hated the word "love", as I never experienced it, either from my parents or from my siblings. I never had friends because I was broken inside, and no one wanted to be friends with someone like me. I thought I was unworthy of all kinds of love.


When I was in ninth grade, I suffered severe and explainable trauma because I was raped. This completely broke me as I had no one to talk to or ask for help. I attempted suicide many times, but I never went through with it. I was in so much mental pain, that I had no idea how to get out of it.


But I met a couple of people in school, and they picked me up and put me together. They made me realize that my life was still worth living. I was lucky enough to find friends who really cared about me and helped me during my darkest times.


I want to share my story with people so I can give them hope that the best is yet to come. Don't worry, you can do it! Everything will turn out to be okay, just keep fighting!




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