Then ontop of that there was the bullying. Joe and I had finally told the world we were together. Then after that I had people yell out at me at red carpet events, awards shows, at my concerts, on set of my TV show. Or even just walking down the street. Calling me a slut, whore, bitch, fat and other names.
I started to believe what people where saying about me. I started to skip meals and if I did ate. I would force myself to puke it back up again. It was so bad that I couldn't even finish a meal.
I then started to feel so much hurt, so depressed. So bad about myself and my body. I remembered watching something on TV where a girl cut herself. So I want to the bathroom took my pencil sharper apart and used the blade to make a few cuts on my wrists, thighs and other parts of my body.
I was slowly losing myself more and more. Disney and Hollywood records just kept putting bangaces over the wounds on me type of speak. I put on a fake smile for the world. As I started my 2nd album. Shooting the 2nd season of Sonny With A Chance. Shooting Camp Rock 2. And touring more.
I was slowly dying inside. I was crying out for help. One day why I was getting ready to go on stage and perform. I was talking to Joe and his brothers about the tour. One of the back up dancers walked up to us. She just said to me. "Demi I wanted to ask you something about one of the dance numbers." I didn't know what came over me. I just gotten up and punched her in the face.
A/N: Ohhhh it seems like Demi is losing herself. What should happen next? Leave me ideas.
