Well i was born in Arizona and raised in Arizona. My whole life I moved with my family and I went to 6th grade where it all went downhill from here. My cousin in 2020 committed suicide in July while I took a trip to Texas and I remember how my family told me and where it happened after a few months.

 In 2021 in the beginning I started to c*t myself it happened not much maybe here and there but not that much. Skip to November of 2021 I made some friends and got myself a bf it was all great until him and I broke up. Someone found out and they made me the laughing joke cuz they kept laughing I said "wuts so funny bitch" and that's when it was bad.

 Everyone went off on me saying how I'm a $lut,wh0re,h0e,basic white bitch,fat bitch,cünt cuz I have vented in a gc with everyone. They used it against me saying shit about my dad. I had enough and stood up for myself. I have been told I cut for attention and how I cut cuz I'm a masochist and love the pain.

Not to long after my dad was in the hospital for about a month and then In December he passed cuz of his heart. I was hurt thinking it was all a joke I lost my best friend we did everything together. He listened to me vent I had a good relationship with my dad but my mom and I didn't.

 She's raised her hand at me and threaten me. She doesn't respect my triggers my pronouns or that I'm pansexual. After my dad died I have seen how much of a two faced bitch she was with money, how she treated me my sister and brother. 

I stepped up acting like a parent for my siblings by cooking, cleaning, everything. My mom had her guy friend over a week after my dad's death. She said nothing would happen and how they're only friends. 

She and him left me out in the living room watching a movie when I heard shit I didn't want to. I ran to the bathroom and cried I c*tted myself. It left me with 19 c*ts I always take pictures of them and send them to my guy friend. When she woke up I told my aunt everything then she told my mom when she said she wouldn't.

 I yelled at my mom about this. After all of that I never had trust in her. But when I hear everything I cry. I now know when he's here something will happen. So I'm ready for it I'm always told to mind my own business and it's not my business. When it comes to my mom and I give the same answer "well I shouldn't have to hear it."But it always ends up into a argument. 

A lil more about may-jan 2022 I got sick and I went to my eye appointment. I went in and a doctor pushed my head up on the machine and held my neck pinning me. I was already anxious and it was hard to breathe but I was about to cry. My mom never came in on time to stop them.

 After that I was in my room for a week. I didn't eat. I was $u!c!dal. I was taking pills left and right. I tried stomach meds ibuprofen, zinc, nothing happened. 

Everything stopped when my guy friend came over a lil after I was $u!c!dal again. I was numb and couldn't take it. He came back over and helped me clean. My room is clean now and I handed him my blade after c*tting. I didn't feel numb anymore. Maybe that was a good thing but he took it and made it go bye bye.

A lil later I was feeling a lil better. But I was still trying to not see people until I'm better but my mom made me help her for 2 weeks cuz of her knee. So I was overworking myself. My aunt came over for 2 days and helped so I got a break. And now we are here about to leave for a trip and I'm still writing my story. If it wasn't for my guy friend I would have ended it. 

-Lia