People called me a slut and I wanted to kill myself… I thought about it everyday but I would act like I was the happiest girl out there. I would just break down at times, and I felt like nobody cared. Fear and pain ate me alive. It was as if I was drowning and could never escape. I kept thinking, I could just end it right now and all the pain would be gone. I experienced all of this because of one stupid mistake involving a guy. I’m sorry but one mistake shouldn’t define an entire person’s life. At some point in life, everyone has their naive years. Mine just happened to be freshman year of high school. I hated going to school. Facing all those people who would tease me and make harsh remarks everyday. I couldn’t take it. Dreading my life all the way to its core. Then one day, it came to me. Why should I care about other’s opinions of me? The only opinion that should matter to me, Is my own. I knew that I wasn’t a slut. I knew I deserved better. And I knew I was strong. It’s been 2 years since then and I am completely satisfied with myself. I have high self esteem, amazing friends who would do anything for me, and I’m a straight A student with a promising future ahead of me. No one can take those away from me. And I won’t let them. The reason I’m telling you this is because I want you to know you are not alone. You are NEVER alone. Whether you’re experiencing physical or emotional pain, I know you can conquer it. You are sometimes stronger than you think. Give your self a chance and realize there is atleast ONE person who cares if you’re gone. And remember: I came. I saw. I conquered.