My changes.

I was about 13 when i started dating my best friend who happened to be a girl. My mom wouldn't have it because I too am a girl.. she told me I was disgusting, SHE DID NOT RAISE ME TO BE THAT WAY. she disowned me and I surely didn't leave this relationship because I was dating my best friend what could go wrong, she started cheating on me and not only is my self esteem fucked up but so is my home life. My mom punished me for a whole year, because I was with her for that long living in a unhappy home. I started cutting myself, not because I needed attention. But because it was the only pain I could control. I felt so dumb betraying my mom for a relationship that didn't last but her betraying me for who I truly was, which was sad because what happened to UNCONDITIONAL LOVE? when I needed my mom the most she went around disowning me? cutting became a habit and Im not proud it got to that, but Im proud to say I SAVED MYSELF. I knew I was wrong. It didn't take me long to realize I needed to mix myself, and my escape? WRITING. I started writing poems and writing the story of what happened to me. Many asked me isn' t that reliving you're pain? and I always say no, I'm writing my past but also writing a new path for myself, I've learned to grow from my pain and not run from it!