Post by ***WheekyPig78*** on Jul 21, 2014 3:47:12 GMT
Hello guys, I realized I never actually introduced myself fully. I guess it's time now. I trust cutiecavies so much now.
My name is Tia. I have something to share that I hope will not change anything between us at the forum. It is my age. I have stated that I am underage, but I really hope what I say next will still keep you guys my friends. Okay... I am 12 and a half. Please. I know you have to be thirteen to join the forum, but I needed people to talk to. Please don't think I'm just another stupid little kid on a random forum. I have a heart and a story. I came here because I need you all. I love all of you. You helped me and I am so grateful. So now you will get to know the real me.
I have mental issues. OCD, ADHD, depression, and bad habits. I go crazy and start attacking..literally... the people I love. I can't stop it or control it. There is only one thing that can.
My piggies. They are the only ones that calm me down. Holding them I am a different person. I need them.
Let's start from the beginning. I used to live in America until I was 9. I had a piggie named Drexel. I spent most of my time up in a birch tree writing stories or on the couch playing with Drexel. Everything was perfect. And then, *starting to cry* I had to move to China. I lost everything, including myself. I was so sad and sat unhappily for 2 years, missing my home and trying to keep myself together. The third year, I lost myself entirely. I stopped working in class and just kept on going to the principals. I ate my homework... Really... I was mad so I chewed it up... And pretty much got up in the middle of class to go CHEW UP a cabinet or HIDE in my locker and make hissing noises. I don't know why I did it. I tied to suicide a couple of times but never made it because people and cars kept getting in the way of my fall. I almost flunked 6th grade and got sent to the headmaster a total of 16 times. After I got back home from school, I just slept. I felt like nothing.
Then I met the piggies. And things got better. Much better. I rely on them so much. And you guys too. So what you comment below means everything. Do you think I am a stupid little kid with a stupid mentally challanged head.... Or do you think I am something more?
Tell me please.
-The Real Tia
NOTE: I am getting help and since I have the piggies and you guys I will not try to kill myself. Do not spam up the comments with "DO NOT DIE" and blah blah blah.
My name is Tia. I have something to share that I hope will not change anything between us at the forum. It is my age. I have stated that I am underage, but I really hope what I say next will still keep you guys my friends. Okay... I am 12 and a half. Please. I know you have to be thirteen to join the forum, but I needed people to talk to. Please don't think I'm just another stupid little kid on a random forum. I have a heart and a story. I came here because I need you all. I love all of you. You helped me and I am so grateful. So now you will get to know the real me.
I have mental issues. OCD, ADHD, depression, and bad habits. I go crazy and start attacking..literally... the people I love. I can't stop it or control it. There is only one thing that can.
My piggies. They are the only ones that calm me down. Holding them I am a different person. I need them.
Let's start from the beginning. I used to live in America until I was 9. I had a piggie named Drexel. I spent most of my time up in a birch tree writing stories or on the couch playing with Drexel. Everything was perfect. And then, *starting to cry* I had to move to China. I lost everything, including myself. I was so sad and sat unhappily for 2 years, missing my home and trying to keep myself together. The third year, I lost myself entirely. I stopped working in class and just kept on going to the principals. I ate my homework... Really... I was mad so I chewed it up... And pretty much got up in the middle of class to go CHEW UP a cabinet or HIDE in my locker and make hissing noises. I don't know why I did it. I tied to suicide a couple of times but never made it because people and cars kept getting in the way of my fall. I almost flunked 6th grade and got sent to the headmaster a total of 16 times. After I got back home from school, I just slept. I felt like nothing.
Then I met the piggies. And things got better. Much better. I rely on them so much. And you guys too. So what you comment below means everything. Do you think I am a stupid little kid with a stupid mentally challanged head.... Or do you think I am something more?
Tell me please.
-The Real Tia
NOTE: I am getting help and since I have the piggies and you guys I will not try to kill myself. Do not spam up the comments with "DO NOT DIE" and blah blah blah.