This is me
I am the girl who was twelve years old when she started dragging razors across her skin because she though it would make the pain stop. I am the girl who was thirteen years old when she decided she didn't really need to eat because she was told she was fat, and that wasn't okay. I am the girl who was fourteen years old when she thought she should kill herself because she thought anything is better than this life I am the girl who was fifteen years old when she made her parents cry all the time because they thought she was going to hurt herself. I am the girl who fell with her best friend sophomore year of high school and cried herself to sleep every night for a week and two days. I am the girl who sits up fighting anxiety every single night of her life and lives most days sleep deprived because her mind never stops. I am the girl hasn't cut her self in three years seven months and eleven days but still thinks about it every single day of her life. I am the girl who spends every day fighting her inner demons and self issues just so she can say today I got a little better. I am the girl who is just now learning how to be happy with who I am as person and who is just now learning to love herself. I am the girl who waited three years to tell her best friend she is in love with him and now they have been in a happy relationship for five months. I am the girl who overcame a million and one obstacles in her life and still managed to stand up tall at the end. Yes, I am that girl. I am proud to be that girl every day.
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