My Life Story

It all started as a two-week-old baby.

At two weeks old I had to deal with my own immune system, and my immune system collapsed. I was on the verge of death. No doctor really understood what I had. They thought I was born old, because I had no hair, no eyelashes, not even nails. I was born with nothing. And my sister thought I was some kind of alien.

I was a very, very sick baby and I spent my entire childhood in the hospital. I screamed in pain from all the injections and tests they gave me and I felt like a guinea pig and to this day I still feel that way. Here comes another sting and another prick and another unpleasant touch and I suffered so much but I didn't give up because I really wanted to live I thought life would be different but I guess I was wrong.

As I got older, my lungs also got damaged because of all the bacteria and diseases I contracted. I can't do sports, talk much, or even climb stairs because it all tires me out. I have like "holes" in my lungs that have gotten bigger as time has passed, but I still haven't given up and kept fighting. After everything I've been through, I'm still here.

In my adolescence, my immune system stabilized and I was healthier but I suffered from something else, I suffered from bullying and loneliness. I had no friends, not even a boyfriend, and to this day I still don't have any. Every day I'm stuck between four walls, unable to do anything, and it's not because I don't want to, but because I have no one to go out with, and my situation was that I was either at home, in the hospital, or at school. Only home was the only place I didn't suffer, but it was still hard to find something to keep myself busy, and I'm the little boy. I have older siblings, a sister who got married and no longer lives with us, and a brother who is hardly ever around. My parents work most of the day and they come back tired from there, so I have no one to go out to talk to or even just correspond with.

At school they kept leaving me alone, they scheduled outings without me, and there was even a time when they wrote about me with a ruler like an engraving on my hand. I cried every day, not a day went by that I didn't cry. The only consolation I had was the music I listened to, and the song that kept me going was Britney Spears' "Stoner." I was on the verge of suicide, but I held on to that song and didn't let go.

At some point I moved schools but even at this school I was left alone I was still bullied but it was much less it was mostly I sat alone and like at the previous school, I had no friends but at least this time I wasn't bullied as much. The new school helped me shape my personality and helped me understand who I am. I am very different from the environment wherever I am the eyes are only on me because of the different clothing from the general earrings on my ear the necklaces and rings, it helped me shape my personal style and understand more about my character.I'm not saying that the situation is good right now because it's not because of what happened to me at my previous school. I developed social anxiety that has been with me to this day. I'm still alone, but I've learned to keep myself busy in some way. It doesn't make me happy that I don't have friends because I do want to have some, but I don't know what to talk about or how to start a conversation. The situation is still difficult in terms of health, but it's improved from when I was little. Every month I go to the hospital and stay there for a day to strengthen my immune system, and every two months I go to check how my lungs are and their function percentage, not to see if there's any improvement, but to see if there's been any worsening.

In all these years that I have been alive, I have been through a lot, I have learned more and I am more mature than my age. I have learned to understand life and whoever needs help, I am the first to help them and I am available for any question!!.