Please read this whole description. It means alot to me, more than some people may realise.
Hey I'm Becca! I'm 15 years old and I'm from Blackburn! I have a pretty big family and lots of animals and friends and I have a great love for them all. I also have a boyfriend who I love and will always love with all my heart!!! I love all things to do with Twilight, Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter,Van Helsing, sleeping, family, friends, my boyfriend, snuggles, kisses, watching movies with my best friends, art and drawing, sleepovers and all things we teenagers love!! Also I LOVE any Disney movies such as Tangled, Beauty and the Beast, Lion King, Hercules, The Little Mermaid etc!! Wolves are by far my favourite animal! I'm extremely random, fun, dithery and cute (so I have been told by my friends) !
I'm a Christian and believe that God will always be there when I need help or just need someone to talk to about how I'm feeling. I keep a journal and try to write in it everything I can so that my memories, secrets and feelings will never be lost in time. I play the piano which is one of my many hobbies and is one single way I use to express my emotions. I believe that there's a reason for everything, that life's too short to live the same day twice and that no-one should ever take anything for granted. When I'm older, I aspire to be some sort of relationship therapist or psychiatrist as, over the years, I've found that one of my greatest forms of happiness is knowing I've helped or that I'm helping someone. I've always been the person out of my friendship group to come to for advice, opinions etc and I've constantly had positive feedback from what I've said. Even my mum thinks that the advice I give to others is very emotional, true and respectful. I would love to turn this skill into a career one day with my best friend Ellie who also would think it would be a lovely idea!
Now here's my story I've been waiting a long time to write.
I'd say that I am an extremely positive person and barely ever angry. Although I haven't always been like this. For the first thirteen years of my life, I struggled with bullying, depression, anger and all those vile things combined. I was bullied about almost everything: my hair, my face, my eye brows, my style, my brain, my weight. This truely lowered my self esteem to sink underground. Then near the end of year 8/eighth grade, I snapped. Almost everyday, even in school, I was either crying, shouting or sitting by myself wondering why I was no good. That following summer, I decided I needed to change for the better. So I did. The start of year 9 I came into school and everything about me was different: I started to wear makeup to boost my confidence, I controlled my anger very well and became much more approahable to others. I had a haircut, change of style; I transformed myself into the real me, the person I am now.
Because of these changes, it made my wounded heart able to fall in love. Able to fill the empitness in my heart that haunted me all those years. It made me realise that my true love was right infront of my eyes yet I didn't see it until the start of year 10, when I met my boyfriend, Jack. We started to become really good friends; he was someone I could connect with, some who made me smile no matter what, made me realise that life without love isn't really life at all. Over around a 5-6 month period of time, we remained extremely close friends until Valentine's Day, the day he asked me out. Since then I've never felt happier; my heart has never felt so complete; my tears now have no meaning except the ones I cry out of happpiness and love. I know I'll love him forever, that is one thing about me that will never change.
If I hadn't had gone through all that torture, I never would have made the decision to change. Sometimes you have to feel the pain of 1000 deaths to be able to live your one life to the full. For the the first thirteen years of my life, I suffered from life's lethal bite. Then that summer, I sucked the poison out of the bite, out of my life, and then that bite slowly began to heal. Now, I barely see the mark. I will live on knowing that I made a difficult decision and change for myself and be proud of it.
At this point in my life, my parents were not aware of this titanic decision that I made, until now. But they were an influence, without knowing, in pushing me out the door and into the new world, my new life I was about to begin. My parents are the people that raised me, cared for me and taught me everything I needed to know to be who I wanted to be. I am extremely grateful that I have parents as I know there are countless people out there who do not.
There is one thing my mother taught me, one thing that has been imprinted in my mind and will be forever. One day, I came home from Primary school and I had a rather emotional day that day. I came to her as my father was busy at a job he loved in that present moment. So I went to my mother; I asked her why I wasn't pretty, why can't I be popular like this girl I knew that I compared myself to at the time. She simply, took me over to a nearby mirror and gently pulled my hair back so as to reveal my bare face. She said in a tender tone of voice "See that face? You are beautiful; no matter what anyone else says, no one can change that. So you say that 'this girl' is really like by everyone but you don't know why?". I replied "Well she's a really nice person, I've never heard her say anything wro-", my mother kindly interrupted saying "So that's it, she's well liked by everyone because she treats other how she'd like to be treated. I'm not saying to compare yourself to her, I'm saying for you to perhaps use her as an inspiriation to recreate yourself; change into an even more beautiful version of yourself". I did not say anything else in reply other than "Thank you" and a loving embrace. That moment did not need anymore words to be said. I realised that I had been thinking all wrong and that something needed to be done about it. I used to compare; now I just become inspired and I thank my mother alot for that. My father also played his part, in making me realise that... I'm not the only one. My dad was bullied as a child, but it didn't stop him from forfilling his ambitions and dreams and I admire him for that.
I would also like to say that I would never be the same person, if I didn't have my little, severely autistc brother, James. Growing up with him has made me realise that life should never be taken for granted but that there is still so much to live for no matter what your limits are. This is my story. What's yours?
Hey I'm Becca! I'm 15 years old and I'm from Blackburn! I have a pretty big family and lots of animals and friends and I have a great love for them all. I also have a boyfriend who I love and will always love with all my heart!!! I love all things to do with Twilight, Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter,Van Helsing, sleeping, family, friends, my boyfriend, snuggles, kisses, watching movies with my best friends, art and drawing, sleepovers and all things we teenagers love!! Also I LOVE any Disney movies such as Tangled, Beauty and the Beast, Lion King, Hercules, The Little Mermaid etc!! Wolves are by far my favourite animal! I'm extremely random, fun, dithery and cute (so I have been told by my friends) !
I'm a Christian and believe that God will always be there when I need help or just need someone to talk to about how I'm feeling. I keep a journal and try to write in it everything I can so that my memories, secrets and feelings will never be lost in time. I play the piano which is one of my many hobbies and is one single way I use to express my emotions. I believe that there's a reason for everything, that life's too short to live the same day twice and that no-one should ever take anything for granted. When I'm older, I aspire to be some sort of relationship therapist or psychiatrist as, over the years, I've found that one of my greatest forms of happiness is knowing I've helped or that I'm helping someone. I've always been the person out of my friendship group to come to for advice, opinions etc and I've constantly had positive feedback from what I've said. Even my mum thinks that the advice I give to others is very emotional, true and respectful. I would love to turn this skill into a career one day with my best friend Ellie who also would think it would be a lovely idea!
Now here's my story I've been waiting a long time to write.
I'd say that I am an extremely positive person and barely ever angry. Although I haven't always been like this. For the first thirteen years of my life, I struggled with bullying, depression, anger and all those vile things combined. I was bullied about almost everything: my hair, my face, my eye brows, my style, my brain, my weight. This truely lowered my self esteem to sink underground. Then near the end of year 8/eighth grade, I snapped. Almost everyday, even in school, I was either crying, shouting or sitting by myself wondering why I was no good. That following summer, I decided I needed to change for the better. So I did. The start of year 9 I came into school and everything about me was different: I started to wear makeup to boost my confidence, I controlled my anger very well and became much more approahable to others. I had a haircut, change of style; I transformed myself into the real me, the person I am now.
Because of these changes, it made my wounded heart able to fall in love. Able to fill the empitness in my heart that haunted me all those years. It made me realise that my true love was right infront of my eyes yet I didn't see it until the start of year 10, when I met my boyfriend, Jack. We started to become really good friends; he was someone I could connect with, some who made me smile no matter what, made me realise that life without love isn't really life at all. Over around a 5-6 month period of time, we remained extremely close friends until Valentine's Day, the day he asked me out. Since then I've never felt happier; my heart has never felt so complete; my tears now have no meaning except the ones I cry out of happpiness and love. I know I'll love him forever, that is one thing about me that will never change.
If I hadn't had gone through all that torture, I never would have made the decision to change. Sometimes you have to feel the pain of 1000 deaths to be able to live your one life to the full. For the the first thirteen years of my life, I suffered from life's lethal bite. Then that summer, I sucked the poison out of the bite, out of my life, and then that bite slowly began to heal. Now, I barely see the mark. I will live on knowing that I made a difficult decision and change for myself and be proud of it.
At this point in my life, my parents were not aware of this titanic decision that I made, until now. But they were an influence, without knowing, in pushing me out the door and into the new world, my new life I was about to begin. My parents are the people that raised me, cared for me and taught me everything I needed to know to be who I wanted to be. I am extremely grateful that I have parents as I know there are countless people out there who do not.
There is one thing my mother taught me, one thing that has been imprinted in my mind and will be forever. One day, I came home from Primary school and I had a rather emotional day that day. I came to her as my father was busy at a job he loved in that present moment. So I went to my mother; I asked her why I wasn't pretty, why can't I be popular like this girl I knew that I compared myself to at the time. She simply, took me over to a nearby mirror and gently pulled my hair back so as to reveal my bare face. She said in a tender tone of voice "See that face? You are beautiful; no matter what anyone else says, no one can change that. So you say that 'this girl' is really like by everyone but you don't know why?". I replied "Well she's a really nice person, I've never heard her say anything wro-", my mother kindly interrupted saying "So that's it, she's well liked by everyone because she treats other how she'd like to be treated. I'm not saying to compare yourself to her, I'm saying for you to perhaps use her as an inspiriation to recreate yourself; change into an even more beautiful version of yourself". I did not say anything else in reply other than "Thank you" and a loving embrace. That moment did not need anymore words to be said. I realised that I had been thinking all wrong and that something needed to be done about it. I used to compare; now I just become inspired and I thank my mother alot for that. My father also played his part, in making me realise that... I'm not the only one. My dad was bullied as a child, but it didn't stop him from forfilling his ambitions and dreams and I admire him for that.
I would also like to say that I would never be the same person, if I didn't have my little, severely autistc brother, James. Growing up with him has made me realise that life should never be taken for granted but that there is still so much to live for no matter what your limits are. This is my story. What's yours?
