The bullying technically started when I was 5. We lived in Florida. My father was an alcoholic, and he was very violent sometimes. He would hit me for no reason sometimes. When I was 6, he punched me and broke my nose. He realized what he did and drove off somewhere. We stayed in Florida for a while.

When I was 10 my mom found out she had cancer. After that, my mom and I moved to California. That's when I got bullied non-stop. About a month after we moved there, my mother passed away in her sleep. A few weeks later, I am diagnosed with depression. Somehow, the #1 person who bullied me found out about this, and she decided to tell the whole school to call me 'The Depressed Emo'. I tried to kill myself 3 different times.

I'm 15 now, and I still get bullied. I just know I can get through it because I have 2 friends who are always there by my side. I also have music.

ADVICE: Things will get better. Trust me.

As Mitch Lucker (Suicide Silence) once said: Keep Listening to music cause it gets you through everything. I promise.

Never Give In (BVB)