
Jess wrote:
hey im a 15 year old girl thats been cutting since i was 11 i stoped for like 4 months im a child in care you see and i finaly started to feel at home then social services moved me and i have been cutting again i dont trust anyone anymore and i have tried to commit sucide befor and nearly sucsesed now im concenplating it again but im amazing at hideing my feelings i can pretend everything is peachy when im just dead inside i bottel things up you see and yesterday i noticed that i felt NUMB i havent felt like that for ages the last time i felt like that i nearly doed from taking 82 paracitamoles HELP who can i talk to and you can put this on the ste i dont mind it might bring outhere people that feel like me forward.
By Guest Writer Ashli Roussel
“You are a liar.”
Although I would normally never encourage anyone to speak these words, there is an exception to that rule when it comes to one thing: an eating disorder. (more…)
I never worried about my self-image until I suffered from a severe case of the chicken pox. When the sickness retreated two months later, countless scars remained, and humiliation captured me.
And when I looked at my reflection? I felt ugly. Worthless. Different from anybody I knew.
The discovery of makeup soothed me at first, but soon it became a mask I rarely removed. (more…)
Since we’re talking about attraction this month — and freaking out — what scares you about talking to a beautiful girl or a hot guy?
When I moved to Europe four years ago with my family as missionaries, I expected a lot of things. Adventure and romance, cobblestone streets and castles and tiramisu. I didn’t expect to meet Raluca.
I’d moved nearly every year of my life, but this was the hardest. This was a new country, new culture, new language. My new home sat on a dirt street, and we had an outhouse, poor electricity, little running water, and a rat sharing our downstairs. My entire world changed, and when I thought about it, I was easily overwhelmed. (more…)
By Guest Writer Graceland King
It is hard to see
The morning Sun
When these eyes are
Enticed to stay in tune (more…)
By RTF Staff Writer Shannon Meiers
When I was seven years old, I was an only child. A lonely only child. (more…)
By RTF Staff Member Abbie Miller
Even though that family picture is missing two very important members – (my dad and my older sister) – I couldn’t resist sharing it because it so accurately portrays our family personality.
In short; goofy.
Recently, I was talking with a group of friends, and I mentioned that I’d had milk come out my nose on numerous occasions. (more…)
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