Why I am still here
July 30th was not only the week after my birthday but the hardest day of my life. I tried to end my life. I tried to kill myself. Why am I telling you my story? Because I'm still alive. There are things that day and everyday that changed my reasoning for not leaving the planet the way I did. 1. My parents reaction. I could imagine the horror of seeing their creation, their child, just dead because she didn't feel like she was good enough for this world. Who wants to live like that? Being told they can't do something or feel worthless? It's not a good feeling, I know. 2. Believe it or not, I have friends. Sometimes I don't call some of them my friends cause they're not the most trustworthy and loyal people I know. However I know they care enough about me to be sad if I died. I was talking to a friend about my feelings of suicide and he told me things that has helped me stay alive to this day. Thanks my friend, you matter to me. 3. I had a horrible month with