I grew up in a good home, with a good family. I had a great childhood, but as I got older around the age of nine, I started to have a sense of dread always looming over me.I am not saying that I was never happy, it was just harder to enjoy my life, I felt that I was almost a waste and that I ruined everything and everyone I met. When I was in grade 5 and 6 I had trouble getting along with other people and got into some fights. Then I met my best friend at the time. In grade 7 I had lots of fun, got good grades and was happy, but in grade 8 that changed. It was some where around april or may and I got sick and was out of school for 3 days. when I got back all of my friends wouldn’t talk to me or help me with what lessons I had missed. I spent the rest of the year alone, I went for walks off school grounds so no one would see me by myself. Grade 9 started and I had a good class and made some new friends but there were not enough teachers and the classes were re-arranged. I was really stressed and nervous, all my new friends were in other classes. I started cutting and cut until march of that year. I tried to get some help and went to the counselor, but during my second session he told me and I quote” Megan, I don’t believe you have any problems, you have good grades and some friends, just keep your thoughts to your self”. Things got better and I kept in touch with the friends from the beginning of the year and made new friends. That summer went well. Then September came and I started high school. I was terribly nervous and couldn’t eat or sleep. When I got to the school on the first day I only had one friend and she was in a different class on a different floor and I didn’t know any one else. I started to think off cutting again but now on the fifth day of grade 10, my first year of high school, I am still falling apart and hopelessly confused but feeling better. Michael really helped me at my grade 10 retreat. so thank you for that. There is still hope for me yet.
– Megan
