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    taking care of my young brother from an young age since my mum worked and we couldnt have someone around to take care of him,
    hearing my mum and dad argue every night to the point where I wanted them to end it
    having to deal with my mums depression
    and her suicide attempts on 2 occasions
    taking care of the house and siblings when mum went on a holiday suggested by the doctors to help her condition for 3 months while dealing with dads anger problems as he was not in the best state either at that time
    falling for a boy only to realise that I would move away in the coming summer
    dealing with friends remarks saying that I might be in depression since my mum has it, I was hurt that they didnt understand that all this has made me a reserved, quite person and this doesnt mean I'm 'moody' or 'depressed'

    This year has by far been the most difficult, I went from having the best GCSE's in the school to someone who had to drop a subject and face failure for the first time, trying to juggle revision while burying my growing frustration on my mums worsening condition, trying to keep away from trouble and focus on work but trouble is always knocking on my door and it took so much will power to push my thought and feelings away... I feel drained out and I'm not sure if this year I've messed my chances up for getting into uni with my dream career in mind I feel like its too late but like every difficulty I face, I will just give the best I can now and just face whatever happens with a brave heart...
    people have it a lot worse and whatever has happened has made me who I am today so I'm not complaining
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    taking care of my young brother from an young age since my mum worked and we couldnt have someone around to take care of him,
    hearing my mum and dad argue every night to the point where I wanted them to end it
    having to deal with my mums depression
    and her suicide attempts on 2 occasions
    taking care of the house and siblings when mum went on a holiday suggested by the doctors to help her condition for 3 months while dealing with dads anger problems as he was not in the best state either at that time
    falling for a boy only to realise that I would move away in the coming summer
    dealing with friends remarks saying that I might be in depression since my mum has it, I was hurt that they didnt understand that all this has made me a reserved, quite person and this doesnt mean I'm 'moody' or 'depressed'

    This year has by far been the most difficult, I went from having the best GCSE's in the school to someone who had to drop a subject and face failure for the first time, trying to juggle revision while burying my growing frustration on my mums worsening condition, trying to keep away from trouble and focus on work but trouble is always knocking on my door and it took so much will power to push my thought and feelings away... I feel drained out and I'm not sure if this year I've messed my chances up for getting into uni with my dream career in mind I feel like its too late but like every difficulty I face, I will just give the best I can now and just face whatever happens with a brave heart...
    people have it a lot worse and whatever has happened has made me who I am today so I'm not complaining
    Awwww I am sorry
    It's good you've stayed strong.
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    Life:

    I've got aspergers syndrome and ADHD, so as a result of this I used to be bullied every day at school. Other kids' parents even had their kids moved out of my classes at school because of some silly idea that autism was contagious and that being exposed to me and my "autism germs" would lower their kids' grades. They also made sure that their kids were never put into groups with me or sat next to me, so in every class I'd end up stuck in one of the back corners of the room and working on my own during group activities. My brother has PDA (not the heart condition, the ASD one) as well as ADHD so it was even worse at home. I ended up suffering from both paranoia and chronic depression.

    Having a friend:

    She'd come from another messed up school where she'd been bullied as well, so she paid no attention to the others when they warned her about the "retarded kid." Unfortunately though, she was very naive and had assumed that everything would get better at her new school. Because she was my friend, she automatically became one of the "untouchables" and ended up getting bullied alongside me. She also suffered from a bipolar disorder and the shock of having her hope of not being bullied smashed sent her over the edge. Before then it was barely noticeable since she'd hardly ever have an episode, but after the bullying started she ended up having one or two episodes each day.

    Unfortunately for me, both her manic and depressive episodes involved her losing all inhibitions. In her manic episodes she was like a little kid: naive, childish, hyperactive and had absolutely no sense of danger. She'd get drunk, try drugs and do anything just on a dare. She would've jumped into bed with a stranger if she'd been dared to. In her depressive episodes she was what I can only describe as paranoid and completely insane. She'd get violent/aggressive towards everyone and seemed to lose track of right and wrong. Thankfully when she acted upon her aggression it was only ever her punching me out of the blue. Whenever I asked her why it was always a case of "you deserved it now shut up and stop questioning me!" She'd always calm down afterwards so it did stop her getting herself into trouble. To be fair though, she'd only ever hit out like that during psychotic moments where she believed things like "X is planning to kill me." Honestly I don't know what was worse, babysitting her or being her punching bag. Thankfully that only lasted for the last 3 years before I started my A-levels.

    She and I both went to new schools for our A-Levels and neither of us have been bullied since then. I'm still a loner but I hear that she's made loads of friends and is doing really well academically. She's no longer having her episodes all the time and now she's not only gone back to how she was before the crap all started, she's actually having virtually no episodes at all!

    To those of you who're going through similar things:

    Don't ever let anyone stand between you and your goals. Sure, life is awful right now, but those who're putting you down want you to give up. Don't give them the satisfaction of winning. Instead, stick your middle finger up at life and blast your way through every metaphorical mountain that those b*stards put in your way. If you don't have any metaphorical explosives, use a metaphorical shovel or something like that instead. Dig your way through it with your bare metaphorical hands if you have to. All that matters is proving everyone wrong. You are worth something. You do matter. You can succeed. And all those who dare to underestimate you should prepare to feel the glorious boot of Karma placed firmly in their backsides.
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    Missing 2+ months of school when my dad suddenly died this year. I put horrendous stress on myself and have been so harsh on myself to keep getting the grades I'm expected to get. I'm still waiting for the inquest to be done and trying to do exams knowing this is looming around the corner along with everybody telling me 'You'll get all As anyway!' while still mourning is breaking me.
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    During my first year of university I watched as my twin sister wasted away in front of me. She had anorexia. She was very sick. I had to be there for her and support her, as well as my mum, who became depressed because of what was happening my sister.
    She's better now. But first year of university was a horrible experience (thankfully second and third year were AMAZING!!)

    As well as this slight, brief hiccough, I have a visual impairment. So basically I can't see distance too well so I have to look at things closely. I don't really see it as a major thing in my life, it's just a thing that I've always had to deal with and something I'm pretty much used to. But having got through school and a university degree, trying to find a job has been hugely difficult. I have to say that I have a disability and as soon as employers see that it's a visual disability, I feel that I'm automatically written off as someone who can't do a job.
    I've never viewed myself as "disabled" because I know that I am perfectly capable of doing things that everyone else can do, admittedly I may have to go about it in a different way or it might take me longer, but I have adapted and I can manage.
    I guess my biggest challenge has been trying to help people understand that just because I look at things closely or can't see things as well as they can, I'm not blind and I'm not a write-off.

    I know this is a little different to most of the other posts on here... But that's my life!!


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    By far, the biggest challenge I've ever had to face was my grandfather's death in 2014. I lost my sane Pops in 2012 following a stroke, and prior to that I was living the other side of the country so didn't get to see much of him, meaning the most part of the memories that I have are bad ones. The 3 months leading up to my Pops' death were a fast decline, due to lack of nurse continuity and a list as long as your arm of NHS errors, but that's for another story. I walked into the ward of the hospital at 11am on 25th December 2014 to see my Pops, once a strong, vibrant and glowing man, shrivelled up, green, at a horrifying 6 stone and that was the day I knew he would be leaving us. I've never experienced grief before this, but to lose someone on Christmas Day I feel was one of the worst you could. I spent 4 hours by my Pops' beside listening to every drawn out breath of pain and despair, almost as if he was signalling us to help him. We and the doctors could do nothing - due to blood in the lung and a split bowel, we could either put him on anaesthetic to fix the bowel, which he was too weak for, or leave him to drift. I was holding my Pops in my arms when he took his last breath at 16:07pm. The last memory I have is when I ran back to my Pops at 4:10pm, not believing he was gone, and I hugged him and place my head on his chest. His chest wasn't the warm, soft Pops I always knew, but a freezing cold, rock hard shell of a man who was my hero. I thought I would NEVER be the same again. ncredibly my mum returned to cook a full roast for 4... And exactly a month later, I achieved a place on the SEKF Southern England Karate Squad, which I have since maintained for a year and am seeking an England squad position following a competition in 2 weeks time. 5 months after Pops' passing I obtained 4 A*'s, 4 A's, 2 B's, and 6 C's in my GCSE exams. I then went on a cruise in August, gained my confidence and found myself, met two of my best friends, my boyfriend, joined an amazing sixth form and I've been achieving the most success I ever have. I still get upset about Pops in private once in a blue moon, but I always remember he's here with me. That's the worst thing I've ever had to deal with but is made my who I am today.


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