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my name is aliyah fuqua and i’m 14 years old, and for a 14 year old i have been through an awful lot. when i was 9 years old my mom got with a horrible man. we called him stevpo. at first we fun and nice and always joked around with everyone but after about a years things got worse and worse. he started to yell a lot especially at me. he’d tell me how awful i was and how worthless i could be, and to my mom he’d hit her, give her black eyes, smack her around and threaten her life by almost pouring boiling water onto her. he’s almost killed my dog by stepping on her head because she barked too loud. he’s choked me several times because i either didn’t do something good enough he just cause he felt like it. soon after that horrible time they got a divorce, which was great till all the memories start coming back and i states getting severely depressed, i was about 11 then. i had my first big break up and it tore me apart. (pathetic right) i started losing my energetic personality and my happy self and started isolating myself from everyone and everything. i started self-harming, they were pretty harmless then, i was about 13 when everything got worse. i started wearing darker clothes and cutting deeper. it got so bad my mom took me to a psychiatric hospital and i stayed about a week. i came back home and i felt better cause i was on meds but i stopped talking the meds… started cutting once again, and i attempted to kill myself and guess what. i got sent back for about 2 weeks. people at school were wondering where i was and why i was t at school. people even posted online saying they miss me which was nice to know. but here i am 14 and i’m still severely depressed and still cutting. but not as much and not as bad. i’ve had my boyfriend for about a year now and he’s the one that’s been helping me through everything and making sure i’m safe and happy. he’s my reason for staying alive and for not being back in the hospital.

But the point is that even though you can go through so much, sometime more than others you can still turn out okay and better then you were, it just takes time and effort. You have to learn to love yourself and let me tell you THAT itself will make a huge difference :)

if you are comfortable.. please share your stories and let me know how you are either recovering or what your are currently going through:)

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I'm proud of myself

I'm proud of myself because instead of harming myself I chose to do something to make my self-confidence go up, I did my makeup, I dressed up, and I took pictures. all together it made me feel better because I am strong enough to control myself and my urges. 

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i’m learning to love myself with my new bangs

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my name is aliyah fuqua and i’m 14 years old, and for a 14 year old i have been through an awful lot. when i was 9 years old my mom got with a horrible man. we called him stevpo. at first we fun and nice and always joked around with everyone but after about a years things got worse and worse. he started to yell a lot especially at me. he’d tell me how awful i was and how worthless i could be, and to my mom he’d hit her, give her black eyes, smack her around and threaten her life by almost pouring boiling water onto her. he’s almost killed my dog by stepping on her head because she barked too loud. he’s choked me several times because i either didn’t do something good enough he just cause he felt like it. soon after that horrible time they got a divorce, which was great till all the memories start coming back and i states getting severely depressed, i was about 11 then. i had my first big break up and it tore me apart. (pathetic right) i started losing my energetic personality and my happy self and started isolating myself from everyone and everything. i started self-harming, they were pretty harmless then, i was about 13 when everything got worse. i started wearing darker clothes and cutting deeper. it got so bad my mom took me to a psychiatric hospital and i stayed about a week. i came back home and i felt better cause i was on meds but i stopped talking the meds... started cutting once again, and i attempted to kill myself and guess what. i got sent back for about 2 weeks. people at school were wondering where i was and why i was t at school. people even posted online saying they miss me which was nice to know. but here i am 14 and i’m still severely depressed and still cutting. but not as much and not as bad. i’ve had my boyfriend for about a year now and he’s the one that’s been helping me through everything and making sure i’m safe and happy. he’s my reason for staying alive and for not being back in the hospital.

But the point is that even though you can go through so much, sometime more than others you can still turn out okay and better then you were, it just takes time and effort. You have to learn to love yourself and let me tell you THAT itself will make a huge difference :)

if you are comfortable.. please share your stories and let me know how you are either recovering or what your are currently going through:)