I was 12 when didnt think i was me. I changed; I labeled myself as emo. The I liked would tell me, " emo go cut yourself." He said he was sorry and I forgave him. Later i became his girlfriend but once we broke up he told me I ruined his conscience. My best friend at the time told me if I turned emo she wouldn't be my friend anymore. All of friends took her side. I wanted to die because of them. I wanted to cut myself but I didn't. I only scratched myself. I felt horrible for being me. I don't let bullying stand in my way anymore.