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depression ruined my life!

it started from a very younge age, i was about 5 when my mum met a her boyfriend at first he was allways nice to my family but as i became 10 he soon turned. i got emotionally beaten down by him everyday. he used to say thinkgs like "your ugly and to thin" "you cant dance so why try" i ignored it because he made my mum happy! then i fell pregnant at 14 and he found out by over hearing a conversation me and my friend where having, when we went on holiday i was propering to tell my mum by this time i was 5 months but i just looked a little fat, he got really drunk at a bar and saw i was about to tell my mum he pull me away and took me back to the hotel. he beat me till i had a miscarge, which made me extremly ill but i couldnt tell her it was him that caused it. when we got back of holiday my mum took me to the hospitial and they told my mum i was having a miscarge but i still couldnt tell her, from then onwards everything went down hill...........

my sister used to beat me up and even put me in hospital a couple of times,
my mum started cheating and didnt take any interest in me or my siblings, i couldnt take living with that abuse anymore so i left and moved in with my boyfriend and his family.

but my mum still didnt seem to caree, my grades at school dropped and i started not sleeping. it was so hard to be happy around everyone allday. my boyfriend started to notice my personallity changing i wasnt talking as much and didnt want to have sex i just didnt have energy or motivation.

his mum did everything for me which made me feel loved again but me and my boyfriend started aguring so i moved into a youth hostel which was the lonelyest 4 months of my life.

by this time me and his mum were very close and i cared more for her then i did my real mum, i was then involed in a paedophile case and it tore her apart she started drinking herself to sleep me seeing someone i cared so much about like that and actually being involed in such a thing pushed me over the edge so i started to cut because the man didnt get sentdown for the horrible things he did too me! its the only thing i have control over and it is the best feeling in the world, but my boyfriend found my scars. it tore are relationship apart he tryed to force me to stop and promise him that i will never do it again but i just couldnt stop. he used to tell me things like "i wake up every morning worndering if your still alive" and used to call me sick in the head for doing such a thing to myself so i left him. 2 months later i saw him at a party which really upset me because i love him, so i toke 36 of my anti depressants and ended up in hospital even since then i cant stop cutting and overdosing, i cut atleast twice a day and have tryed over dosing 3 times.

theres not one day that goes by where i dont think "would anyone actually miss me"

all i can think about when writing this is how deep im going to go next time i cut!!

ive now been on anti depressants for 8 months and have talk theorpy once aweek but it doesnt really help and i dont know what else to do.

Story shared: 03/08/2010 03:29:43

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