Hopefully a bit of motivation for you all

Hopefully a bit of motivation for you all, just a little reminder, life is what you make of it.

I am 17 year old male (18 in four months whoooo!!!) but I know that my life has not been like others. I was born in France and lived there for a couple of years, then moved to England, my childhood wasn't a bad one, I had a family who loved me and a few friends who cared for me. Life was good.

at the age of ten I was diagnosed with Dyspraxia which is a learning difficulty with my writing and hand eye coordination, it is considered to be a mild form of autism, which leads to social problems, I have very few friends.

however I was fine with this, I lived on smiling and tried my hardest to make at least one person smile a day, no matter how bad my own day was going.

My true problems started when I was 13, during this time, one of the people I thought was my friend reported me to the police for raping her. I was not sexually active at the time and this caught me off guard.

We don’t know why she did this, but she did, and it hurt, a lot.

But the pain didn’t end there, she took it to court, and got her friends to make up more allegations towards me, in the end I had three accounts of rape and eight accounts of sexual harassment, all were false.

But then social services got involved. They were concerned about the safety of my brother and sister, being that they was much younger than me, and I was forcibly removed from my house, and had to stay with my nan. My parents had to travel about 14 miles a day just to pick me up so I could enjoy the day at home, and go back for contact.

I was not allowed contact with anyone under the age of 18 without two people over the age watching at all times, this meant it was virtually impossible for me to see my friends, I was socially alone outside of my family.

So stripped of my own bed, my own house, my school and my friends I was out cast. For 16 months this lasted, I was 15 by the time I was trailed and was found innocent allowed back into mainstream education, I was 15 and had missed nearly two years of education; I was predicted not to pass a single of my lessons.

I came out with all B’s despite being told I would more than likely fail, I made some friends, but not many.

but I pulled myself off the floor, and found some of my old childhood friends. It was awesome, I felt like I was a normal human again.

But I was tricked, I thought I had my happy ending, but It never came, six months ago, my friend was murdered in London on a mugging gone wrong, he was only 17. I went to his funeral, and it was the hardest thing I have done.

But I picked myself up, and I carried on I got into college and studied a BTEC in forensics. It is awesome! I am getting merits and distinctions!

But still it doesn't end. Three months ago my friend developed a form of necrosis, which leads to gangrene and eventually blood poisoning, he didn't make it. Every lunch time in my college I would go to the hospital to visit him and have a laugh with him, not once did he let his condition get him down.

unfortunately I was unable to attend his funeral, due to the fact his family wanted it to be a closed event with only his family, I respect this.

But although I am upset about all this bad luck in my life, I refuse to let depression get a hold of me. I refuse to let the people who try and bully me because of my past win. I am still aim to make at least one person smile each day, even though there are some days I would really like to see everything around me burn.

But I keep myself happy, I still do not have many friends, but I am ok with that, I do not have the best life, but I am ok with that. I am not a strong person, but I made it through all of that. Compared to other people, my life has been easy. And my message to you people is, I may have dents, I may have scrapes, but if I can still get up in the morning and smile about the good things in my life. So can you!