I had some stuff going on in my life at the time. I was depressed and didnt know what to do. I decided to start cutting my wrist. It wasnt the first time, but it was deeper than before. I had most of my left wrist cut up and scabbed. I dont know what i was thinking but i decided to upload a picture of my cuts to instagram. Thinking back Im actually happy that i did upload it, that picture changed my life. I was at the urge of suicide and i didnt care about anything in life. Most of my friends stopped talking to me because my attitude changed completly. I wasnt nice and jumpy and the person i used to be, i was rude and kept to myself and was always angry at the littlest things. I recieved close to 500 comments on that one picture and around 200 likes. Most of the comments were negative and people telling me i shouldnt be here cos im useless and i should just die. Others were telling me to stay strong and give up the razors. But out of all of these people commenting there was this one guy that stood out. He defended me from my new found haters and he knew nothing about me. He commented on my pictures and called me beautiful and told me to stay strong. He was one of the nicest people that commented. He continuously comment telling people to back off. I didnt know how to thank him. He made me smile for the first time in a long while. I decided to ask him for his kik. He gave it to me and i decided to kik him and say thanks for defending me. He said it was no problem but then he asked why i cut. I didnt want to tell him but i thought i should since he was so nice. I explained to him that i got bullied lots and got called a s*** and w**** and other nasty names. I explained how my ex-boyfriend cheated on me while i was trying to cope with my grandpa's death. He appoligized and said he felt sorry for me. I thought after the first weeks he would of stopped talking to me, but he didnt. We kept talking and i told him everything and he told me about how he used to cut too, but how he stopped. We got closer and closer everyday. Almost half way through the third week he asked me if i had Oovoo( it's like facetime), and i told him i did and i gave him my username. That night we Oovooed for 5hours, talking and laughing and just having fun. I actually thought somebody cared and was happy to talk to me. He made me feel happy again. I felt a connection between us. We started texting eachother and Oovooed lost throughout the next 4weeks. It wasnt hard finding time since we both have the same school hours and are in the same time zone. He lives in Pennsilvania and I live in Ontario, thats 1262.004miles apart. We grew closer and expressed our feellings towards eachother. Turns out we both liked eachother in the same way and felt a connection the first time we Oovooed. He called me beautiful all the time and texted me goodmorning and goodnight and he called my baby and boo. He often sent me long texts about how much he cares about me and doesnt want me to hurt myself. He made me promise him that no matter how hard life gets for me that i would not turn to cutting as a solution. I promised him that. I never thought that me and him would get so close. During class one day he texted me and said he had something to tell me.. i was a bit nervous. I replied and told him to just tell me. I waited about an hour for him to reply. He finally replied and said that he loves me. I still have the text locked in my phone. I knew that this was actually love and not the 'love' i had in my other relationships. This was love. We live so far apart but feel so close to eachother. The distance doesnt bother us because we know one day that we will be together. No matter how long it takes we wont give up. Its been 7 months and we are extremly close and have Oovooed everyday since the second month. Every friday night we Oovoo until we fall asleep on camera. Even if we only cam for 10 minutes out of the day it counts. We havent been any closer than we are now. We say i love you to eachother multiple times a day. We have made plans for this summer, he is coming up to my town to visit me for a couple weeks. Those couple of weeks will greatly be cherished and never forgotten.