When I was younger I had many many problems, not only family problems, but emotional as well. My best friend in the whole world turned out to be a hallucination. I told her everything, she was always there for me and never left my side. I never told my parents about her because I promised that I wouldn't, when your 7 you keep your promises. My younger sister started cutting at the age of 13 and I was the one who found out she was. I know that there are many out in the world who cut but it was still hard for me to see her hurt herself like that. We ended up going to therapy and my sister got better and is now a very successful business woman in New York with a wonderful husband, and a 4 month old baby girl. I on the other hand got worse when therapy started. I told my therapist that Abby was getting upset with her and that she was going to leave and I needed to go with her. My therapist said "Emma, it's only you and me in here, no one else is here honey." I felt Abby grab my arm and pull me, I saw here, I felt here, I heard her, how could she not be there. I was in the room with my therapist for 3 hours being convinced that Abby was just a figure of my imagination. That day was the hardest day of my life. When I got home that night Abby was waiting for me in my room, like she always did. I remember giving her a hug and telling her that she needed to go because she wasn't real. That night was the scariest night of my entire life. I saw things that I could never in my life explain, if I could I would. They all told me to kill myself and showed me every evil way that I could do it. They showed me step by step and I could hear each breath they made. My mom heard me scream and I thought I was hanging out of a window ready to jump, but I was still in bed. Mom being a good mom called 911 and they hospitalized me for 13 days. I didn't get to see my family except for an hour a day. That was the longest 13 days of my life, oh well there over now.

That was pretty much the beginning of my life, that lasted about 4 years and I was in and out of many hospitals and schools. High School, well it was good and bad just like everyone else's in the world. I didn't really mind it, yeah there was the occasional mean bitch and the occasional prick but that doesn't changer when real life starts either. I found my love there, well at least I thought he was, Jimmy. Jimmy and I met at the first high school football game of the season my sophomore year. I remember thinking how HOTT he was, I told all my girlfriends that I wanted to talk to him. Finally Katie went over and started to talk to him for me. She found out that he was a senior and thought that I was pretty cute. Well from then on we started dating. We broke up like 3 times and got back together, but never dated anyone else while we were apart. After I graduated we decided to really get serious and we did. I had made a promise to myself along time before we started dating that I would not move in with a man until we were at least engaged.

Well I guess to make a long story short we ended up separated and never lived together once. Just for the record I was not the one who broke things off. We bought my engagement ring and we were planning on getting engaged but it never happened. He found a younger girl (by 7years) that I guess was better than me, but everything happens for a reason. 

Well that is all I have time to write, thanks for listening.

Emma Mea