"Addiction. Depression. My backround story"

so it all started when I was 11. I moved to a completely new state. I lived in the country before so moving to the big city was a huge change for me. Huge. I hated it. Couldn't be one with nature. couldn't see all the amazing animals and birds and fish. So I was in the city. The ****ing city. So I made the best of it. Had no friends, no one I could trust, bla bla. It was depressing. I was the laugh. Everyone knew who I was. They all laughed at me and made fun of me. Cause I'm a proud BRONY AND NO ONE IS GUNNA TELL ME WRONG!!! So it had been a year of just being a not-very-liked kid. I heard all the gossip all the stuff about me. I just kept my mouth shut. Than I actually ran Into the bully. The everyone-knows-him-big-fat-jerky-dumbass-kid who beats everyone up. So than after he beat me up the first time I had kept runnin into trouble. More and more of it over and over. Just worse and worse. I said nothing about it I did nothing about it. UNTILL i got a friend. I was 13 at the time he was 14. So we stuck together. He was and still is my closest friends. He is one of the only people I can trust. I moved again to a great country house with ten achres of woods and pasture, hill and stream. Me and my friend wee and are still email buddies. I'm still bullied and gossiped about. I still have a lot of sadness and pain on my soul. I still have depression I still am abused and beaten. Hell, even raped once. I am seriously addicted and I have Multiple Personality Disorder. I have Schizophrenia. Deslexia. Depression. I'm suicidial. I'm also a wolf therian. I am sad and angry a lot, but I know for sure this is true. I know that with my friend and if I'm brave, I can tackle anything! Nothing can stop me! And AAAAH DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES OM TYPED MY STORY? IT'S SOO ****ING LONG!