--The video above is my actual story explaining how my life at home is and how staying at my sister's home gave me the courage to tell my life experience to other viewers in hope of inspiring them to keep going and rest when it's needed. Today I still live with my family but I'm not as weak as I used to be. Yes, the best friend I mentioned is my sister.--

<Markedesnow 's POV>

I was hopeful that the letter would work. That is would get her demons to open their eyes and to see what they were doing to her. But it didn't. They brushed it off like it was nothing. They didn't care to read it. And I felt like I had failed. All my effort and her suffering was pointless. I felt like I let her down.

I happened to be friends with her boyfriend on facebook and we kept in contact to keep one another updated on her. We both love and care about her. I learned from him that she had gone to a type of hospital for mental problems. And my guilt grew. I felt like I had failed her. I felt like I had lost. It was so crushing.

But then, her boyfriend got a call from her, and he gave her my number. When she called me, I couldn't stop myself from crying. "I'm sorry. I failed you....I should have never written that letter.."

"Stop it dude. You didn't fail me. You saved me. You saved my life! You're my hero." She said to me over the phone. And in that moment, I felt pride. I had done something. Even if my voice wasn't fully heard, I had done what I had longed to do even if the impact was not that great. However, her demons grew to hate me and they banned me from their house.

But I don't care. I only care about her and her happiness. That is all that matters to me. They can hate me all they want. I was not going to stay quiet. I know I shouldn't have meddled but I had to even if there were costs. And this is why I am so proud of myself. They were not going to stop me from seeing her. They may have banned me from their house but I will never ban her from mine. She is always welcome here. No matter what.

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<My sister saved me from the stressful environment I was going through. I got the break, the treatment, the coping skills I needed because of her. These ten days at the hospital were just what I needed. I met many people who went through a lot and coached me on how to face the upcoming challenges like they did. I never felt alone at the hospital. All I felt was freedom.

I knew that if I spent another day at the place I'm supposed to call home, I wouldn't have made it. I knew if I didn't call my therapist and tell her to take me away from the place, I would've gotten to those ibuprofen pills and overdose on them in an attempt to stop my stressful life.

My sister gave me the chance to get the distance I deserved. She saved my life. Ever since then, I've considered her more than my best friend, more than my sister, she is my hero.>