I'm in one of those moods but here it goes… read at your own risk

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My names Brittney Kierra Nichole 

 

Brittney Kierra Nichole:

Stuff isn't going how I want it to anymore. I'm becoming sadder and more depressed. I just want out of this hole. I want things over with. I don't want to always have to wake up and have to worry about the way I look or act or anything. I'm getting sick of trying to live up to everybody else's standards. I'm tired of always being the cause of multiple fights. 

 

Names. I get called so many names. and it hurts you. They say sticks and stones may break your bones but words can never hurt you. That's a lie. a straight out ing lie. I've tried ignoring the names and words every ing day but I can't. You can't literally expect me to stand there anymore and just let is pass over my head as if its nothing when somebody calls me an attention seeking emo or a stupid who can't get her priorities straight. I snapped once and told some girl that she needed to shut and piss off because she didn't know me or my story. She proceeded to laugh at me and push me. I slipped down a flight of stairs that day. 

 

I was bullied since I moved to where I am now. and that was almost 8 years ago. The bullying still continues to this day. I was bullied over my ethnicity, the way I talked (because I was only 6-7 I had a spanish accent given I moved from a very mexican-populated region of colorado where everybody spoke spanish and had an accent), the way I looked… everything. Right down to the clothes I wore on my back. at first it started out with the normal "doodoo head" and hair pulling . Soon it escalated into being called a geek who doesn't know how to dress herself. Then came the names and physical abuse when I was barely 10 years old. 

 

A 10 year old should never contemplate their existence. Ever. 

 

She called me names. She gave me dirty looks. She judged me. She would say push me in the hallways and down stairs. She would act as though I wasn't any better than a pile of busted up bricks. She would makes racist jokes towards me and indirectly talk in front of the class about how I had no friends and nobody liked me. She is what caused me to cut, starve myself, slip into a deep, deep depression and hate myself for who I am to this day. I've never been more sick with myself then I am now. 

 

The first time I had ever physically harmed myself was when I was in the 4th grade. I had just come home from having all my friends turn on me over a stupid lie she had told them. I locked myself in my room so I could do my homework. I wasn't able to because I was too busy crying. All I had was a pencil in my hand. I began to name off things that were wrong with me. 

"You're ugly" I said, and ran the eraser once up my arm.

"You're not smart." I ran it back the opposite way on the same place. 

"You don't come from a rich family." I ran it up and down again until I could feel a burning sensation. I was too focused on the pain to focus on the bullying. I became addicted to that feeling; not worrying about them but myself for once.  I gave myself an eraser burn when I was 9 years old.

 

It wasn't until I was in the 6th that I cut. That was when I attempted to kill myself. 

 

She had managed to turn all but one of my friends against me and even some other people who weren't my friends to not like me at all. I had given up. I was alone, I told myself. I wouldn't ever be able to fit in again. That's when the metal kissed my arms and took it all away. I found myself fixing my arm up two hours later after finding out I was still here. I wore sweaters and hoodies everyday for almost three years to keep the scar hidden. When people asked it was the typical 'the cat did it' lie. Now you can barely see the cut's, which I am thankful for, but that doesn't mean I still don't get questioned. 

 

Last year in the 8th grade rumors had gone around about how I was gay or biual. Now, I don't anything wrong with these types of people whatsoever as I've found I'm possibly Panual or Aual. But with these rumors going around and me being shunned and everything I had feared to go to school anymore. And for the second time in my life, I had attempted to kill myself. I starved myself for two months and OD on whatever was in the cabinet. I was unhealthily skinny for a while and my immune system was at an all time low. I missed almost half the school year but still managed to make it to high school… barely.

 

Now, according to my school I am A: 

pot head (yes, I do smoke weed and cigarettes) 


  • drunk
  • emo
  • anorexic
  • bulimic 
  • stupid
  • depressed
I'll tell you this now, I'm a lot better off then I was last year because since then I've found people like me and people who will accept me without judging me. I don't care if you look down on me because I smoke weed or cigarettes or if I drink. I don't care if you judge me for the scars on my wrists and arms, legs and stomach. I just don't. 

But I do care if you judge me before you get to know me. 


You're words hurt just as much as your actions due. Don't ever make a person feel as though dying is their only way out. Because if you do I'll be the one judging you for that, and I will have officially lost every single ounce of respect for you that I ever had. 




Thank you for taking time to read this. I love you all. You're perfect. You're strong. You are beautiful. You're worth it.


 

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meticulous 10 years ago
No, you're worth it. You're gorgeous, I don't know what the hell this is talking about. LET ME AT HER. I'LL GET THIS DONE.
8e479f664a53f1f78864 10 years ago
Ayeee, you need to come and talk to someone, //coughs/ me. I been through like this before and I came out the other side happy and feeling better. It does get better as cliche as it sounds, it really does. There are people out there to help, trust me. No meds in there world can take away the pain. All you need to do is let it out, find someway to get away and try your best to be happy. I'm rootin' for ya, pm me if you EVER need someone to talk to alright. Keep fighting, you're beautiful.
HobaeMoonbae 10 years ago
You're beautiful bb. ;;
I'm glad you're stronger now. Because those people are Worse then Scum. I'm not calling them ugly, but them calling you ugly doesn't make them any prettier. I got bullied soo much too, soo much, I still just not as much, because I toughened myself up, But hang In there. Please.
But also, try not to smoke or drink. It's your life do what you want, and I know IT'S HARD..It's hard, but you're killing yourself slowly, and you're still young and you have much to live for. But work It out at your own pace love.
I love you.
I don't know If I helped..but I hope I did at least a little....because I can't live knowing I couldn't help another soul, when they chances was right In front of me.
I'm going to make a skype, If you have one, tell me ;3, I want to speak to you, and don't be scared, I won't judge your accent, I love everyone for who they are.
<3<3
Talk to me when you can too, don't Ignore me ;; <3
<3
#TEAM BRITTENY..TEAM BRITTENY.WOOOOHOOO OOO OO .
I'm from Britain btw. Where are you In, the US?, I swear UK Is not even half as bad as America.
UK IS full of outcasts anyways, and we're all accepted here, course there;s bullies everywhere but I get told from Americans, America Is hardcore.
TALK TO ME.
Cutie-pie 10 years ago
You are perfect, you are strong, you are beautiful, you are worth it as well. Stay strong and be healthy.
HobaeMoonbae 10 years ago
Man...I cried a little while reading this, I didn't go exactly what you are going through but I can relate to It.
I can't do much about It, but you're going to have to stay strong darling, Stay strong, you can get through this. I can't make you do anything either but please try not to cut yourself...please. It know It makes maybe feel better or cause you don't like yourself but you're only scarring yourself deeper, just try even It's hard, I attempted that, but I just couldn't cut myself, It's not worth It.
Second of all. NEVER think of Suicide again, I mean Seriously. NEVER EVER, think of Suicide, that's just sign on giving up and you can't give up, you can't. People had to fight for their freedom, like race, and other problems, and I know we shouldn't have to fight for It, because everyone should be accepted but that's how the world turned out to be and It's killing us all.
*Shakes head*
No. Don't even.
The only reasons why people do It. It's NOT because hey just hate you. or that.
It's rather.
1. The have problems with themselves, so they want to make other people suffer with them.
2.Hate doesn't come from nowhere, I have now realised, people only attack you because they are Jealous, or you have something they want but can't have.

So meanwhile you have something they want and can't have, you destroying yourself. They WANT you to destroy what you have so they can make themselves feel perfect, If they can't have It, they don't want you to have It. But IT'S YOUR S ANYWAY. So don't let them destroy you. Come on. Keep picking yourself up. Keep picking yourself up.
Everyone Is different for a reason and It's not a bad thing.
When I saw the picture of you. I thought you were DAMN WELL BEAUTIFUL. YOU ARE. SOOOOO. BEAUTIFUL. and don't even say no, or force yourself to not believe It, because It's true, YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL, So Beautiful. Everyones beautiful.I showed my Brother and he was like ''Wow, she's pretty. So pretty''
juicymanko 10 years ago
Stay strong. <3
Aquaman 10 years ago
Burt, gurl, I understand how you feel.
I has cut before, been there, done that.
#clean for a year now eue

But if you needs someone, I'm here for chu~ ;u; <333
SeobieBB 10 years ago
WHAT THE IS WRONG WITH THAT MAN?!
WHY DIDN T YOU PUSH HER DOWN TOO?!
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