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I was always close to what most people would think of a “perfect daughter,” straight A’s, a kind and outgoing personality, and always obedient. My mom liked that, my dad liked that, everyone liked that. And then middle school hit, and it was like a switch flipped. I started struggling, getting bullied, etcetera, etcetera, but I won’t dive into the details. I just barely made it out of 8th grade at 13 years old, and the last day is thankfully coming up.
As of right now, the only thing keeping me from killing myself is the fact that summer break is coming up. After that I’ll probably just do it, if I don't find a reason not to.