It sad it only had 8 episodes but dear god it was worth to watch them all and so I decided this as just a Fan oc of it...

Warning descriptive of my life, if you don't care then just go back to the picture!

As a kid I had sharp and shiny parts of my life that really can't be explained in one sentence or paragraph...this isn't really a woe is me since I've already overcome all of this. My childhood was filled with sexual assault, child molestation, insanity, and disbelief in my own problem. I was molested by a dear friend of my moms and I couldn't remember due to my brain locking it out...it was...needless to say to much to bear. I and my sister whom is autistic we're sexually assaulted and physically assaulted during our middle school years...didn't matter the gender we just were weak and I knew that. Later on I began experiencing faint attacks and episodes of black outs. As I was take to the hospital doctors said it was all made up for attention which by the way, YOU CAN'T FAKE COLD PULSING. They also blamed diabetes for it and gave me insulin which I was not diabetic, and insulin could have killed me. I went to therapy afterwards and was told my family forced me to be a bad person and that being a perfect family isn't right. We were happy up till then, nothing was wrong with us and we didn't like to fight! So court was called and eventually they gave my mother the charge of insanity and my dad was not allowed near us for the longest of time. Now my mom and dad are split up and I honestly think they could have waited a bit but it is their choice. I had almost given up, I was so afraid of pain that I was petrified at the sight of knives, or sharp objects because I didn't want to resort to hurting myself, even seeing others with cuts made me feel like they were on me and I'd break down in tears feeling like I was going to have to resort to that one day because everyone else was, and I hated being part of the crowd.

I am afraid of needles but I won't flinch because I don't want to feel pain and I won't cry because it would do me no good.
I take my medicine, not because I want to, but because I have to.
Before all this, I was awesome as horseback riding, now I can't even do that, let alone drive a car.
I have not trusted a doctor or nurse since, I know good people are out there but I don't want to be screwed with anymore.

I hate being screwed with, I hate feeling pain, and I hate myself for being weak.
Or At least I did...

Now I have a boyfriend whom has kept me going...or as a song might say "keep rolling on" he not only was going through hell like me but had already harmed himself which made me feel like I was going to, but he had stopped when he met me. Ill admit and I've told him, he was annoying and he constantly stalked me around but, he hugged me...I love hugs. We both have been together for 3, almost 4 years now and we haven't harmed ourselves once in those years and won't ever, we haven't even thought about going back.

The key to a girl's heart isn't chocolate, or flowers, it's not even catch lines, or her favorite band...it's hugs...
It's awkward, I know but it gives off such a pleasant feeling to know someone is close enough to you for feel your pain and not taking advantage of you. To feel protected against all odds and warmed from the cold and bitter outside world.

I grew up on hugs, and I tell you it's better than kissing, it's better than gifts, it's even better than just saying hi...if a girl is down, give her a hug...

Sorry, that was long...but I needed to get it off my chest...