Well hello there all you readers, I would like to introduce my name. My name is Hunter. I am not perfect and I do make mistakes. One thing I'm good at is taking pictures of myself but not just to take them. I recently bought these pair of jeans and crop top at Target. They were a pretty good deal. Today I'm here to show you how great I've been doing with my new lifestyle. I do have losses and wins. So in this story I will describe how they happened.
When I think of money I think of malls, nails, hair, and etc. Its all a girl wants to be pretty and to have the latest fashion. My parents are very successful and have earned there riches. When it came to money for me it was a whole another story. I didn't take money seriously. I just thought it was a piece if paper that could get me anything. I mean money can get you anything you want. On the other other hand you have to work for it and I wasn't the best at that.
It all started in 2017, I was outside near the garage and my brother was smoking a cigarette and he exhales and said " Try this, try this you'll love it!" My mind said okay and then I was hooked. My brother and I use to share cigarettes for awhile. A month later, my brother bought me a pack of newport menthol 100s and I hid them in my closet. My mom had no idea what was going on. Until she realized I was going for a lot of walks. When I came back from back from this one last walk, she asked " Why are you going on so many walks?' I nervously told her " Nothing just felt getting some exercise." That was a lie that I needed to cover for awhile. So about like a couple weeks went by she found something suspicious. One day I was out with friends and she went in my room and searched it and saw something. She went straight went into my closet and saw a lighter near my drawer and she looked in a shoe box and there it is, the thing I didn't want her to see and she finally found it. She asked me " So you smoke now just like your brothers?" I replied "Mom, sorry I gave in and and didn't have the power to say no".
I've been single for years and I never complained. I always thought being single was a problem. People use to always tell me "Why don't you have a boyfriend. I thought in my head I was like " Can you just stop!" It was annoying. All the other girls were always "taken" and the saying still fits me : "single as a pringle." My life went down in a spiral real quick.
To begin, how did I realize I had a mental illness? To start, I was fourteen years old and my parents started to notice some differences in my behavior and the way I was interacting with others. They weren't shocked though which was surprising. Having a mental illness was completely new to me and I had no idea what it meant. I started to feel emotions i.e more sadness, excessive aggression, and hopelessness. I felt like I was lost and empty. I didn't know what to do with myself. I was completely disguised of my real true identity. I first thought to myself "Why me?, this couldn't happen to me does this mean i'm not normal? "My first signs of my behavior differences are : noncompliance with parents then it turned into jobs and school. The second I was not keeping up with daily hygiene routines and lastly was being isolated in my room by choice. These all affected my daily living.