One month later
Everything is finally getting better. I was empty and broken a month ago. I was just over it all, I gave up…I was ready for my stalker just to come and get me. I was tired of being afraid all the time. It was two weeks after the car incident that my mom finally approached me about my new behavior. She was really worried about me, saying that I wasn’t acting like myself and that she thought that I might be depressed. She offered to get me help, no matter the cost. She just wanted her daughter back. Looking back now I can see why she was worried. I was attacking myself internally. I blamed myself for everything that had happened. I started to cover up every inch of me, my hair was tied up and dirty most of the time. I would hide in my room every chance I could. I stopped
