Freedom Essay

Freedom- what so many people wish for. It was summer of the year 2010, a time when I could fin bothy enjoy my self and be comfortable for who I am. Summer was a time that everyone loved exactly going away back to the year 2008 for me it was a time of darkness. All the girls on the beach showing reach their new bikinis and every(prenominal) the boys being shirtless and showing off their looks and and so there is me. A girl named pageboy Duncan aged 15 who allow no friends because she weighs 70 kg.In November 2007 it was starting to get hot so all my friends and I dogged to go to the beach. As we arrived the temperature was getting hot so everyone fixed to frame on their bikinis for a swim but I didnt feel comfortable because of my body so I chose to wear a one piece. As I got back from the change manners some of my friends do comments adage oh my god youre so fat and I didnt know whales could stay on the sand that long and as they were saying it they all laughed. When the girls said that to me it made me cry and be actually upset so I decided to ring my mute to pick me up. Whilst on the phone with mommy she asked me why I wanted to leave so early so I lied to her saying I feel sick so she wouldnt know.After this sidereal daylight I no longer had friends, I was no longer comfortable with my self, and I was always upset ab show up my body heaviness. The next day I went to school, as I arrived the whole school laughed at me and over again calling me fat. Clearly this was because of yesterday. As the day went I got bullied time after time again. Finally the day ended where I piece my self in my elbow room free from all bullying until I went on Facebook. I clear up my message box and received messages saying, Youre so fat, go kill your self, youre ugly. When I had read this I found my self in so a great deal pain and anger.Today I wear outt want to go to school so I am going to ask mum if I can stay home because I am tactile sensation sick. Mum thank God approved so I locked my self in thenroom and started crying. After a while I had soaked in so much anger and decided to cut my self. This felt good and I realised it released my anger so I did it again and again and again. Eventually I stopped because I found myself bleeding that much that I had blood on my blankets that was red as cherry.The next day mum calls me for breakfast but I am not hungry so I replied with mum Im not hungry. Mum then walks into the room and see the scars on my build up and sees the blood on the blankets and asks me honey whats wrong with your arm? so I reply with mum its clear I just scratched me arm so she replied with a oh okay be careful next time and go put a telephone aid on and withal come get breakfast. I chose to stay in my room so I can starve my self so I can have a perfect body.As the days went on I find myself cutting my self more and more and also not eating and I love it. I finally am getting happy with my body, as I have lo st 20 kg, which means I am now 50 kg.One day in October 2009 mum confronts me because she again notices my scars and notices I have lost weight so she wants to take me to the doctors so we did to find out that there was nothing wrong with me. Mum tells me she is still not satisfied so she decides to take me another doctor but again nothing is wrong.When I got home I decided to cut my self again, whilst doing it I cut a vein all of sudden BOOM I have past outA few minutes later mum walks into my bedroom and finds me passed out with blood everywhere. Mum starts panicking and rings triple zero, she then applies pressure till the ambulance come to slow bulge out the loss of blood. The ambulance finally arrives and takes me to hospital.Page Duncan wakes upHello there, Im your nurse, you nearly died with the amount of blood youlost. You have been unconscious for 2 days. I m also here to tell you that you have been diagnosed with depression mum then walks into the room and is upset she a sks me why are you doing this, mum the reason I am doing this is because I am fat and I have no friends. Mum cries Mum please dont be upset and she replies with look I am upset about this but thats okay know because I am going to fix this.When I finally get out of hospital mum decides to have a talk. She says, Look Page back in my day I actually was diagnosed as well but I got through it and so can you. I know this is going to be tough but we are going to get through it. I have consistent an interview with the teacher so that they are aware and can help you, I have got you music and also if you are that concerned about your weight you can go on a weight program if youre interest okay thanks mum I really appreciate it, I really didnt know you experienced this. Im sorry.2010 summer came and I am healthy, I am happy, 2 years later at 60kg, confident and now have friends that appreciate for who I am, I can now put a bikini and not be conscious and around in importantly I owe it all to my mum for getting me through this. After all this time I decided to go to the beach and not be scared about what others hark back and accept that if people want to bully me they are not straight friends.In conclusion you do not have to be skinny or good looking to have fun or put on a bikini or be shirtless, its all about appreciating what you have. You dont need these things to have freedom. Page Duncan was diagnosed with depression because of what other people thought. She then overcame this with the help of others and now realises that you dont have to be skinny or good looking or smart to be free and happy. Her weight does not longer get the better of her because she knew if they said hurtful things that they werent true friends. The best way to describe is if you believe you will achieve.