Danielle's Story

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I'm Danielle. I'm 14, and living in Annapolis,Maryland. I have been diagnosed with MPD (multiple personality disorder), Bipolar Disorder, and I am blessed with constant suicidal thoughts, as well as the need to bring harm to myself.

My childhood was that of a typical American family that wanted a daughter but chose to adopt. That American family happened to be my blood grandparents. As an infant, my birth parents gave me up for adoption, truthfully, because I was a mistake. My birthfather's parents adopted me. My adopted father has always been an alcoholic, and always physically,verbally, emotionally, and sexually abusive. My adopted mother is literally his slave. I'm a prisoner in my own friggin life.

Elementary school was like a bad trip. I got tormented for being an adopted child, I was constantly called names like, "weirdo" "alien" "freak" and "devil worshipper". This kind of emotional trauma does a lot to a child who's tiny world revolves around school, home and friends. All three of which offered me no solace whatsoever.

Middle school sucked more, and it was 6th grade that I first started to cut myself. Picking at scabs or my horrid face. Just to see blood. Just to get that numb-rush. It was the day that I stabbed my leg with a mechanical pencil tons of times, that self mutilation first entered my world.