Hello people, because my life no longer has any meaning, I decided to share my story here for the last time. I've been full since I was little ... I didn't go to school, in love, with friends, our people didn't have me for their favorite daughter either. I was a very sad and thoughtful child :(. At the age of fifteen my father died, my little sister and I, who was 11, were left alone with my mother. Then it became even sadder. Maybe because my sister was younger, Mom was much more vigilant over her. I experienced the loss of Daddy myself. Then I met a boy, the lack of attention and tenderness made me trust him. At first he was fine. Until he noticed that I was beaten by life. He started making fun of me. with me, it made me feel like garbage, rags, nothingness. For two years I gathered strength to oppose him. And then ... You know then maybe came the best moment of my life. I met the sweetest boy in my life, we fell in love, we had many good moments together. Until Mom finds out and decides that he's not for me and she won't approve. I was devastated, and despite everything, we went to another city with him. Until recently, we kept in touch with my mother, but nothing for a month or more. The last thing she told me was that if I stayed with him she would give up on me, now she doesn't care about me. People, even if I'm big now, I really miss my mother's protection, I miss my little sister. The guy I'm with right now is great, he takes very good care of me. I just see that he is suffering and suffering for me. He is not happy .. And I .... I have nowhere to go home, no one to call "dad" or "mom". Thanks to those who listened to me.
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Thank you for the good advice, it is really very important. Now let me give you some advice, which if you listen, I promise you that you will see how your life will go up. When you feel bad in your skin (as a stage), start saying in a full sentence something you like about yourself. It doesn't have to be right away, just when you're happy with something you've done. I'm good at math; I am very patient; I'm not a bad person; I can love .... I know how stupid it sounds, but it really helps a hell of a lot. And don't look back, the past is called the past because it's just that. Don't think about your family, look at your friend. Now he is what you have and you see that he is not happy ... more smiles, more "I love you", more hugs, consume your love. About a year ago I learned a hell of a precious lesson - If you lose someone because they didn't accept you as you did - you didn't really lose anything because you never had one. You haven't lost your mother as a family, blood doesn't flow, but you haven't lost her as a friend either, because obviously she's never been like that. Therefore, everything is fine.