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Lately my boyfriend has wanted to get closer by touching. Not only wanting me to touch my body but he wants to touch it. He says he wants to become …
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Lately my boyfriend has wanted to get closer by touching. Not only wanting me to touch my body but he wants to touch it. He says he wants to become …
Lately my boyfriend has wanted to get closer by touching. Not only wanting me to touch my body but he wants to touch it. He says he wants to become …
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Earlier in my schooling I was teased alot and didn't think I was worth much. Plus it was hard dealing with my parents fighting night after night. I used to go online to talk to people because I felt like they were the only people who understood me. In sixth grade though one of those people made me feel like i was so special and I tried to meet him. Turned out he was just another scumbag wanting to get laid. After that I got teased more and more. Everything got worst. I struggled with ripping my arms up with scissors to covering it all up the next day like everything was alright. I really didn't believe something was wrong with me until 8th grade when I looked at myself in pictures from a year before and seeing how ugly i was. All I saw was someone of pure fat. I stopped eating. I remember during school hearing my stomach growling but telling myself it was alright that in the end people would actually look at me like I was normal. In one week there was a 13 pound drop in my weight. If it were to drop any more I would be underweight. Not eating wasn't the only thing I did though I would exercise nonstop. If I were to sit on the couch once I would just feel all grossed out and fat. Then I started wearing these really tight bracelets. I could feel the circulation being cut off in my arms and watched as my fingers turned purple. I often checked the bracelets to see how many marks I got. at one point they cut through the skin. Then later I started trying to choke myself. One Friday night I tried to choke myself three times. A week later I started overdosing on my anti depressents and my sleeping pills. It all started before a movie I was going to with my mother. I didn't want to feel my anxiety that night so I took three of my anti deppressents. The next day I snuck them into the bathroom of a hotel room while my mother was sleeping and took five sleeping pills and 4 anti depressents. A couple minutes later in the car I took 2 sleeping pills. That day I remember feeling so tired I sat down on the couch and immediately fell asleep. Before school a day after I took three sleeping pills. And it kept going on though I stopped taking so many anti depressents so my parents wouldn't notice them gone. To this day I am still trying to get over my depression.
Lately I have suffered with eating. I just haven't wanted to eat and kept convincing myself I wasn't hungry though I was. I just exercised off my hunger.
When I was around 6 years old i learned that I had lost a twin sister. As time went on I clung more and more to not having her. It just felt like half of me was missing. Now every time I think if it I find it hard to believe thinking that I killed her and that because i'm living she isnt.
So I was 13 when I learned that I was depressed though it started when I was 12. During my depression I went through things such as annorexia, overdosage on pills, ripping up the skin on my arms, and cutting off the circulation in my arms. I still am not completly over it.
When I was very young my identical twin sister died. Since then ive been feeling half of me missing,