To be honest I wanted to share with other people worldwide my experience too......my story goes like this.
Since I was 12 years old I started feeling as bad as losing someone who passed away and I hated myself for being like that.
After a few months, I started feeling desperate until the age of 16(I think). In that time of period I tried to commit ******* 3 to 4 times
(puttind sharp scissors in my throat or cutting my veins). I didn't have anyone to trust and talk to.....things had gotten more worse.
I was so lost, but somehow I found peace in me and started to accpet myself and love it. It was quite difficult yeah. Especially my brother helped me and I'm thankful for that. I confessed to him all that I've done and made me like that
(I didn't talk to him about trying to commit ******* cause I'm scared a bit of his reaction) and he comforted me.
I recall sometimes this memories of mine and I'm glad because they helped me be the person I'm right now.
A few question marks might pop up above you about what I've been through, but I'd like to say this:
Life is short and difficult, many obstacles will be in font of you'll have to face them
so don't lose Hope and Fight with all your might! Don't be afraid of anything or anyone, do what your heart wishes and chase your dreams, fulfill them!
Thank you!