|PLEASE LOOK !!!!!|
My storyHappy Wednesday everyone! I just wanted to take a moment to introduce myself to those that don't know me yet. My name is Jessica, I'm 24 years old and I'm the founder of this group. I hardly know where to begin with my story.. but before you read on, be warned that there are mentions of drugs, self-harm, and sexual abuse.My story by TouchedWithFire
I've always known I was different. I'm prone to dark moods and violent outbursts of anger that I often can't control. My parents hardly knew what to do with me. During high-school my parents forced me into counseling, where I received my first set of diagnoses; A.D.D. and Clinical Depression. I began a medication regimen. Then my junior year, I was sexually assaulted over Christmas break, and I made my first suicide attempt. I had been self-injuring since about 8th grade, but I'd never cut myself with the intention of doing more than just skin-damage. Eventually my parents found out, I think through a friend of mine, I'm not sure. I had also started using cocai
--Unsaid Feelings...--It never stops.--Unsaid Feelings...-- by AlayaRaye
The pain, the suffering.
Its all there.
Lingering, fluttering in my mind like a million little butterflies wanting to escape.
Just when things get better, just when life seems to take a better turn.
Just when I take a deep breath, just when I get a full breath of that sweet crisp air.
Something else happens to drag me down again.
I'm sinking, falling, drowning.
The pressure turning my mind to mush. My bones to dust.
I'm nothing but emptiness floating in the air.
Nothing but a body, never a mind attached.
You killed that mind.
You killed that innocence.
I'm no longer pure.
I'm filthy, dirty, unclean everywhere your fingers touched.
Fingers like snakes.
Twisting and weaving their ways in places nobody should ever touch.
It was mine to give.
But you took it away.
--Never To Be Seen--Standing at the edge, do you even notice me?--Never To Be Seen-- by AlayaRaye
If I wave my hands in front of you, jump and down, do you see?
I'm here. Bones, flesh, blood pouring from my veins.
You cant see me because I'm not here.
I'm never here. You made sure of that.
Never to exist to daddy. Never exist to family.
I'm one person. She is me and I am her.
But I'm not her.
I'm just a fraction. Just a piece of something bigger.
I'm not real, so how can my memories be real?
They cant. They don't exist.
They wont go away. I'll go away. They'll go away.
Go away forever.
But there still here. Haunting my mind.
Tearing apart my brain piece by piece.
Like scathes, deep wells of black and blood within my head.
Why did it happen to me? Why does it happen to anybody?
How do you hurt a child?
Why'd you hurt me?
But I'm not here.
I've never always been here
|PLEASE LOOK !!!!!|