⚠️Mentions self harm⚠️

Hi guys, so uhh I'm 1 year and 3 months clean! Yay! And I just wanted to share my story and maybe it might help you so uhh lets get into it!

I guess it really started in middle school, I felt really weird and I kinda started expecting the fact that I was bisexual then. I felt kinda stupid and weird. Idk I was a weird 6th grader.

As the days went on it kept getting worse, the teachers would actually make fun of me. And there was this one teacher I had who hated me sooo much, I'm not gonna say names, but dude... he would call me Madison just to make me mad and sad.

He kept making me feel like I wasn't good enough for anything or even to live. I studied constantly for him and scored perfect 100% that he kept putting in as zeros. The zeros made my parents yell at me and he knew that. Somehow, my secret leaked to the school that I'm transgender. So you can only imagine how much that helped me!

I was constantly made fun of and bullied. It made me want to die, so for the first time ever, I cut. It was painful but it felt nice. Please don't cut, its addictive and its not good for you. Nobody deserves to ever feel this way.

It honestly only got worse in 7th grade, I got a addicted and I was constantly thinking about suicide.
I wanted to die, I stoppee eating to where you could see my ribs and I looked disgusting. And for some reason, I felt proud! I felt like I had complete power over myself.

8th grade is when I got really close to a lot of teachers, friends, and the counselor. Still to this day I think Sarah helped me the most and I'm never going to forget her. I was still cutting in the beginning of 8th grade. There was a kid who got to me the most. He called me fake and told me transgender people are fake. He used the f bomb a lot and I couldn't stand him and his jerky attitude.

I started trying to ignore him, then one day, I heard a rumor he was doing the same as me. I told him my story and he told me his. The bell rang and at lunch I sent an Email asking if he wanted to call peace to this war of painful word.

We called peace and now to this day I haven't cut since!

And thats my story! I would show a picture of my arm, but I don't know if people want to see that, lemme know if you do then I will. Anyways! The point of this story is just to say, please stay safe and don't hurt yourself. It can be addictive. So many other people on wattpad have helped me too! Thank you to @DaWoildIsYerErster3, Connor, and so many more! My PMs are always open! Love you guys!

♡Evan [yup...that's my name ;)]