My story.

Michelle

Hi, my name is Michelle. I'm 16 years old. And I want to tell you my story.

It started when I went to highschool. I always felt insecure and i didn't like my body. Then I got a boyfriend but after a month he broke up with me saying he didn't like me anymore. He said I was ugly and fat. That made me more insecure. I started to change. I wore more make-up, changed my clothing style, I didn't listen to my parents anymore. I got punished a lot and I didn't have many friends. In the second year of highschool everything went okay. And in the third year it went downwards. I stopped eating, i got days where i ate a lot and days where i ate nothing I got in touch with a boy I saw a lot at school. He was the first boy who kissed me. My parents didn't like him. They were kinda right because he tried to have sex with me. He used me. I broke up with him and he tried to convince me he loved me. But i didnt believe him.

A few months later i got a new boyfriend. But i was 15 and he was 19. I didnt want to tell my parents because i was afraid they would be mad about our age difference. When they found i snook out of the house to see him, they wouldnt let me go anywhere the whole summer vacation. I was so depressed, the only thing i am good at is disappointing people. I started to cut myself. I did it once.

After the summervacation i went to the last year of high school. I was still depressed because i couldnt tell anyone about my problems. In the 3rd year i sat in class with a boy and i always kinda liked him. But there was always a problem. He had a girlfriend. So in the last year i messaged him on Facebook. And i got his phonenumber. We talked and he told me about his problems about him and his girlfriend. I thought it was nice to have someone to talk to about your problems. So i told him about me. That i starved myself because i hated myself. That i cut myself. He was shocked. I had to promise him to never do that again. I did. After a few weeks talking we got into a fight and i lost the only one who i could talk to.

Begin 2014.

I got a message from him on Facebook. He asked if i had a new number or something. I said no. Why? He told me his girlfriend broke up with him and that he was devastated. He cut himself, he didnt ate anything. He was down, depressed. He needed someone to talk to him. To be there for him. I talked with him for hours and hours. He told me he liked me for a long time and a few weeks later we were together. You may think that thats really soon after a breakup but he needed me. He needed to forget his ex. Im really happy with him and he is happy with me. But... Because i got in a relationship with him, i lost my bestfriend. I was devastated. I was down and started to cut myself again. My boyfriend saw it and he got really angry. Eversince i never did it. I couldnt see him like this. I could see the disappointment in his eyes.

I'm still struggling with my body. I dont eat much. My boyfriend is worried about me but he shouldnt be. Thid story doesnt seem like it was hard or something, but it really does. So yea. This is my story.