A story

                                    

                                          
Okay so I decided that I wanted to write a story that explains kind of what I've been through. I wanted to write this story to help anyone who might be going through the same things. I will write it in a letter form so here we go!
                          
Dear reader,
My name is Macey and I have even more stories! So, a couple of months ago I really hated myself. Like really really hated myself, I honestly did. I think this all started about three years ago, when I had bad friends. I had friends that would ignore me and go behind my back, sometimes I would even get bruises and/or cuts. It was bad let me just tell you that they were part of the problem, they were the 'popular girls'. I never knew that they were bad friends I thought that it was normal and I dealt with the bullies for two years. 
                          
They made me hate myself, they made me want to stop eating and just everything. They made my life hell. So fast forward about six months, I started middle school. 
                          
When I started middle school everything changed, I got away from the bullies and I made new friends. When I got to middle school I got pretty bad anxiety, I didn't handle it they way I should have. I had made a new friend let's call her Rose, even though she will probably hate me for that. 
                          
So, we became friends and we loved a lot of the same things. She taught me so much about life in general. We went to comic con together and had sleepovers. It was awesome and I really hope that she reads this. I had three other friends and we ate lunch together and had classes together but I've known them for a long time. They are also important to me but in this situation you don't really need to know. 
                          
Let's talk about eating, I never really had a problem with eating. Then summer started and I just kinda stopped. I never ate breakfast or usually lunch I would just grab a snack and be fine. Until one day, me and three other people decided to walk to Pizza Hut. It was almost one hundred degrees and did not eat or drink anything before we left. I almost fainted and I almost threw up, it was awful. So lesson here please eat. Although the guy who waited us was extremely nice and I felt better after I ate. 
                          
I should probably talk about anxiety. Mine has never been that bad until about January or February of this year. I didn't handle it the way I should have, I should have told someone. I didn't and it only got worse, I now am even scared to leave the house. I guess going back to the bulling thing it's partly because I'm scared of getting judged. I hate fighting, fighting makes my anxiety run crazy. If you read my authors note a couple of stories ago yeah, that was mostly my anxiety. I could write a huge book on all my anxiety stories but we should probably move on. I just want to say you are beautiful and no one cares what you look like, they're just jealous. 
                          
The Internet is a dark and scary place. I met one of my really good friends on Instagram. I was really scared to talk to people in the Internet but now I'm pretty outgoing. If you want to know the story of how me and Tyler met I can make a story out of it. On the Internet I don't think that I've gotten bullied directly, but standing up to people I've gotten picked on. 
                          
This subject I didn't know if I wanted to talk about. My anger can be a problem sometimes lets just say I can hold a grudge. Me and my friend (I'm not naming names) were swimming, I was trying to do a back flip with straight legs. I keeps scraping my chin on the ground and I got really frustrated. So I ask my friend if she could do it, the answer that I got I didn't like. She says "Oh yeah, that's so easy, I can do that in the first try!" She said that after seeing me struggle for 10-15 minutes. I got mad and said something and we ended up fighting. Just to clarify she never even did the flip so I don't know if she can do it. I mean I tried to apologize for whatever it was that I had done wrong but still. Okay I just wanted to tell that story because it made me really upset. 
                          
I wrote this letter wanting to help people, and I hope I helped someone. Guys I really did hate myself and you guys and writing this story has helped me out so much. I'm up to 2.5k reads and you have to idea how much that means. If you have any story suggestions I will try my best to write them. Thank you for reading and I will see you in the next one! 
Maceyshoe