Hi. ^~^ I'm Gems but call me G.S/G (Or just Gems, whatever you prefer.)
I'm a 19 year old pansexual human, any pronoun but 'it'. I prefer my gender none.
I have participated in LGBTQ+ Groups for 3 years.
I'm a very nice & simple person, i although compliment people, and i paste quotes, daily i will get on,
I'm not a brony/pegasister, but although i like the show.
If you want to know more about me read below but caution, it's triggering.

I were an alcoholic and drug addict in late 2002, but received therapy for 4 years, and now i have successfully stopped the habit of it. I know you can all get the qualified help you need.
If you'd like to know more about me please scroll down, but it's triggering at most.
Reader's discretion advised.

I'm a girl who were born in the back of a truck in the middle of the road, due to a late pregnancy, which my mother's water didn't break on the due date. I were rushed to the hospital, and put with random nurses, and doctor's while they gave me tons of oxygen, and under a ventilator. I couldn't come out of the hospital for 4-9 days after, due to safety reasons, because i wasn't getting the right carbon dioxide/oxygen i needed. After 2-4 weeks, i were able to come home, and after about 2-4 years of my life, my parents had noticed i had crossed eyes, due to the lack of glasses i needed. So after i were about 7 years old, i had finally got my glasses, they were purple and black. I skipped 3 years of school, and went to homeschooling, after about 4th grade i had finally went to a public school, my teachers were nice, and everyone seemed nice, i had switched on & off to different kinds of schools, to primaries, privates, and public's, i had countered very harsh people, that i will name. I had gotten bullied all through-out 5th and 6th grade, my teacher were sick for about 4 months, and hasn't came to school since. My mom had found out i had been bullied, and it escalated to the principal, where the bully had gotten confronted, and didn't talk to me after that. 6th grade came by, and i had went to a new middle school after moving out of elementary, i had went to a new class after being in the office for 1 hour of a period. I came into class, and sat behind two girls, and they were nice, until they turned there backs on me, and began criticizing me, and that's when i began cutting. I began cutting and cutting, until i went home, and i fell asleep with short sleeves on, my mom came into the room, and noticed the cuts, and i was pressured into telling her answers to questions, and few years passed.

I moved out, and had became severly depressed, i were lonely and very upset. I lounged on my couch for weeks, and didn't eat for 2 days, but had a fear of starving and binged on chips, i gained tons of weight, and i had a motivation to lose weight, and that didn't last very long. I went to my doctor for help, and a therapist, i were diagnosed with ADHD, Anxiety, Bipolar, & Depression. I had cried in the doctor's office, while he asked me what were the scars on my arm, and how did i get them, and i blankly told him in a pokered expression i had did some things, that someone should never do. I had gotten a slip to turn into my therapist for special help, for "special needs." The next day had came and i gave him the slip, and he supported me for weeks and months, and years. I began to, get better and better each day, and i met a guy named Nolan. He were the most amazing guy in the whole world, and now we're married.

My goal. : I will be making a charity effort of people giving in glasses for the children who cannot see, or for the children who have eye disabilities.

You see, no one else is dealing with your demons, meaning maybe defeating them, could the beginning of your meaning, friend. We should take a moment and hold it and know that life has a hopeful undertone.