It’s got to be tough. When I was 9 to 13 years old I had really bad anxiety and depression because of the murder of my mom . I was so saddened that I would only stare at the floor in my classroom. My therapist. Thought that it would be a good idea for me to have a penpal to write my thoughts to and my feelings I made a lot of friends on what was then called experience project, which has evolved into similar worlds. Most of my friends have left this site and I don’t really have anyone to talk to. I’m not saying that I will ever get over how my mother died but I am dealing with it much better now.
It’s easy to say, because I am a boy who have similar feelings in situations that you’re going through, but I know that you’re a girl and girls deal with things differently. I will say that when I was between 13 and 15 I really got to the point where I could care less what other people thought, and I started standing up for myself. People stopped teasing me as I go in to adulthood. I am finding that most of the stuff I stressed over was trivial. I hope you find a way to work things out. Just remember be yourself, except who you are as you are and don’t worry about what other people think. God made you who you are be happy in that and don’t worry about what other people think because at the end of the day, it really doesn’t matter you are who you are, good luck Brandon
