Confession Time:
In November, I recently realized I had depression. It was then a couple of weeks later that I lost my grandma. It was really hard for me. Then about a month later, I lost my aunt. School became a lot harder and I was struggling to keep up my grades. About at the beginning of April, I had a mental breakdown and got sent to the mental hospital. It was there that I decided it was gonna commit sucide. Then I got home. And I realized that Things could always surprise me.
Since I haven't been completely honest with you, here you go...
Hi, My name is Isabel and I go by Elle. I got the nickname because my friends used to make fun of how my name was spelled with an el instead of an elle.
I suffer from depression, suicdal thoughts, a plan, anxiety, and addiction to cutting.
I love reading books as a coping mechanism.
I am bisexual, believe it or not.
My favorite color is blue.
I hide this stuff because I feel like if the people around me know who I really am they will judge me or hate me or leave me.
Some of my fears are:
Spiders ( Duh, they're scary as $hit)
Being abandoned
disappointing others
not being perfect
losing control
I hope this doesn't changed the way any of you feel about me. I just want to be honest with all of you and have you except me for who I am...
Thank you.