Five years ago, my dad left me. I didn’t take to it that well. In fact, he wasn’t my actual dad. I learned shortly before he left from a letter from my biological dad’s ex-wife. So it made it harder. The feeling that my real dad and my ‘dad’ didn’t want me.
I drank, did drugs, and self-harmed. I even attempted suicide. I eventually lost my best friend / girlfriend, moved and started over. More recently, 4 months ago, my school guidance counselor died. And we were super close. We talked all the time. And then my girlfriend broke up with me right before we spread her ashes.
Then shortly after that, my mom and little brother moved away and I had to move in with my friend. From the moment I knew everything was happening, to when they left, was in total two days. Then I tore up my ankle, which means I can’t play football my senior season. The season that is critical to getting a scholarship.
I am on medication for more recent events. I’ve harmed myself. And I’ve had thoughts of suicide again. In going through all this, I’ve been left with serious issues. I have abandonment issues, trust issues, anxiety, depression, stress, I can’t sleep, I don’t want to eat. I am mentally unstable. And I am trying to pull through this. And I hope to share this story to show people that they are not alone in their situations. And someone is always there.