Hey Guys, If you guys don't know me I am JesseObre. Filipino-Canadian Blader here in Toronto, Ontario. I'm not commonly posting or frequent Blader like all you guys, but I wanted to vent out some stuff that I wanted to share with you guys. So now here I am going to tell you about. Each Spoiler is a chapter of my life up to now. My Story:

JesseObre's Life:

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[b]Chapter 1: Intro
Born August 25,1999 and a healthy, Filipino kid. I had a mother,father, 2 brothers, and 2 sisters. (We never had a good relationship tbh) When I was around 2 I broke my leg falling down from a sofa and yeah. Growing up I had trouble making friends and was pretty much a loser. On top of this, I became o beast, so I had a weight-problem. This was during my year 6-12. I had many struggles during these times with anger, asthma, and depressed. Though during these years, I had grown strong.

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[b]Chapter 2: WBO start
Around Feb,11,2011 I joined the WBO and I was looking for a positive thing to help me out. I had grown my o beast (weight-problem for the most part) and I was starting to get better. I learned after that, I had a Step-Brother that I had never knew and it changed my life. This made me neglect my family even more then I use to, since I had a lot of family issues. Though, I had to move from that. So I had become known after a few tournament after I had came first place and frequently started placing. This was around June 2011. I also had a youtube channel and made videos.

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Chapter 3: High School
[b]Soon after I had moved on to go to High School, and I had stopped making Youtube Videos. But I still played Beyblade, but trying to hide it. With my years in High School and me still enduring it, I am looking for who I am. I had learned that I am a good basketball player and I play HS ball and Philcan, CYBL and REP basketball. I also play VBall for my HS team. Though I had alot of family problems still and I had worked my tail off for honors in High School. I still had that depression in me, and was eating through me slowly.

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Chapter 4: THE CHANGE
One of the biggest tournaments of the year came out, BEYBLADE REVOLUTION, and I had the lucky chance of placing 2nd in the tournament. It was good to make great blader friends and have new bonds and smiles. Though with each of my smiles, MOST of them are fake. Deep down I had trouble with trying not to be depressed or sad, and at some times I was. But I try to take a deep breath and look up. Though this part you needed to know. Around this year, I tried to commit suicide. I wanted my life to end, cause I felt like I had no place in this world. People see me as that nice Jesse, but people didn't know what was behind that fake smile I had. Though I did recover, I didn't tell ANYBODY but my parents had known. With me now done, I go on to my next chapter.

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Chapter 5: Falling
So around late 2014, I had gotten into a relationship with this older girl. (NAME PRIVATE) Our relationship was the best and honestly, I fell for her. But around December 2014, she broke up of me due to the long distance and her feeling of us drifting apart. Honestly, for those weeks after, it killed. During one of my basketball games, I dropped a career high 38 points 13 Rebounds, but after that I was crying still in pain, and sadness. Though life moved on and came the New Year, 2015.

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Chapter 6: Help
Even though we are still in 2015 a lot has happened. Honestly many girls did not like me. I was a loser. A nerd, that geek, but somehow things have changed, but as they say NICE GUYS FINISH LAST. I had struck out a lot during this year, and struggled, around February, March, I started talking to this girl and things looked well. But around this time something shocking happened during this period. Around 12 A.M at late March (21, I think 2015) I had almost died. I got jumped, beat up, and almost killed on that day. The man was not found, but he held a gun up to my head, and those words I still remember before he left "Your lucky to be alive, but next time, you won't". Thank God somebody helped me and called the police, but I was still traumatized. Still the next day I went to a Beyblade tournament and tried to get my mind off it. The day went well and I was good, but I did not tell my fellow friends about it.

Moving aside to that I had more struggles this coming with me losing another relationship, and just girls not liking me. Suicidal, depressed, and lacking rest, I was and still am struggling. My academics had gone up to a 90% average but I am struggling in others to make my family proud. I wanted to die, no I still have that gut that wants me to end it all, and it hurts.

Recently my HS volleyball season started and things have gotten good to worse. I am the Captain, but rn I am struggling and we are 1-2 rn. 2 games we were suppose to win. I have gotten a lot of rude and negative comments throughout this time and people cussing at me. Sometimes, I just go to my room, turn off the light and lay in my room just wanted things to end. Its been like this for most of my life, so why don't I just try ending it again. Whats the point of living Jesse? Just do it already! I've been recently having more and more thoughts of this again and finally found the words to look at my life.

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New Story Still Awaits: Ending for now

My life has had some struggles, downfalls, and pull-ups, and in the end I found my reason to figure out who I am. The friends I have made here in the WBO and others that have known me have shaped me to who I become. These are the ones who have seen the real me. Though my life has been dark and things are suicidal and depressed, there has always been a light that has shined through the dark night of my hardship and one of those has been you guys. Kei, Kai-V, Valentin, Dark-Mousy, Geetster, Arupaeo, Yuko, Sniper and others have been great friends to me making me smile. LMAO, Shido (or Honey :p), Priscient and these Toronto bladers have made me figure out that, I'm a nerd, a geek, and a dork, but I also am athletic and original. You guys have helped me throught my struggles through these 4 years and made me who I am becoming and are shaping that through this moment. Thank You for shaping my life. Thanks You for saving my life . I want you to know that you've helped me out and I just wanna say thanks, and sorry, for never telling you my real life.

Thanks You Guys for reading my story and I want you to share you're stories too! Leave a spoiler if u want to share but also no bad comments or replies to people, respect each others and try to make it better!

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I hate and love to read stories like this around people. I can definitely respect anyone expressing how they truly feel like this. Good for you dude.

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I never thought I'd ever actually have the chance to voice my life on here. With such a small community, I supposed getting you guys to know me a little better wouldn't hurt. After all, I've been a member here for over three years and I feel like I just went from an idiot, to a smart carp, to a dude that doesn't even hardly post. Well, I think I'll let you all know the real me, not my entire life story, but some general information. A pathway.

My name is Zane. I joined the WBO when I was 13 years old. Back then I didn't have a worry in the world aside from making sure my friends didn't know I still played with Beyblades. Junior High was a terrific time for me. I loved my teachers. I loved my friends. I felt like I had a lot. I loved life.

Next thing I knew my parents were divorced. That started a whole new life for me, essentially two. It's when all of the disorders I know I have today really started to show their symptoms. I went into High School feeling pretty good. That was until I realized I lost everything. I didn't have my friends. They were all still at my school, but they disappeared from me completely. I went through my Freshman year with a very select amount of people by my side. My freshman year is when I had my first panic attack at school which was pretty embarrassing. It was then I was put on anxiety medicine which does nothing for me.

Once summer came, I met a really awesome girl. We started dating a month after we met. In this time, someone very close to me attempted suicide. It tore me apart because he/she was the strongest person I ever knew. Both my parents lost their jobs at one point. It was a very stressful time. I started self harming around this time. I didn't have anyone to stop me. My girlfriend had went on vacation for a few weeks and the only thing that kept me from killing myself was her and her phone calls. Well, the summer went on.

Sophomore year came around. I had my small group of friends as always. It was going great. My grades were good, I was improving in Cross Country, but since everything bad strikes at the worst time, my girlfriend had to end the relationship for certain reasons. It destroyed me. She was the person I told everything, the person I could lean and cry, the person who said they'd never hurt me. The self harming returned. I nearly killed myself for real this time. From then to now, I'm still depressed and lost. My grades are at an all time low. All I have is myself and my ex-girlfriend that is still my best friend. I have all I need, but depression doesn't need a reason I have learned.

All I can tell any of you is to never view the dark side of life. Always stay in the light because if you are in the dark too long you won't see again. All of you are great people despite any "past" we have had. I'm glad to be a member here.

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still posi

This was definitely interesting to read; I didn't expect to hear a lot of these things.

I teared up a bit throughout that last part. It was really heartwarming to hear what the WBO has done for you. I myself can kind of relate. I feel as I've made some great friends from the forum and from Toronto, too.

Don't listen to what others say; put others and what they say aside. You're an amazing person, Jesse.

I had a very similar idea.

This is pretty awesome Jesse! Glad to see people help evolving the wbo through stories!

This probably really hard for you to release on to the internet,so kudos to you bro!

You make me and others proud to call you friend and fellow blader

Stay Strong,Confident and most of all...keep that burning soul I know you have.

Hey Jesse, it's Valentin.

Take care buddy and see you at AN

Beautiful life stories from both Jesse and Tri, wow, I hope things change for you guys. I can't imagine what you guys are going through, however don't forget there is always someone to talk to about it, whether it be someone at school or even some one on the WBO, there's always someone.

You guys are both really great people from what I've seen here on the WBO and in real life. So take care.

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I hate and love to read stories like this around people. I can definitely respect anyone expressing how they truly feel like this. Good for you dude.

eh, why not? (Click to View)

I never thought I'd ever actually have the chance to voice my life on here. With such a small community, I supposed getting you guys to know me a little better wouldn't hurt. After all, I've been a member here for over three years and I feel like I just went from an idiot, to a smart carp, to a dude that doesn't even hardly post. Well, I think I'll let you all know the real me, not my entire life story, but some general information. A pathway.

My name is Zane. I joined the WBO when I was 13 years old. Back then I didn't have a worry in the world aside from making sure my friends didn't know I still played with Beyblades. Junior High was a terrific time for me. I loved my teachers. I loved my friends. I felt like I had a lot. I loved life.

Next thing I knew my parents were divorced. That started a whole new life for me, essentially two. It's when all of the disorders I know I have today really started to show their symptoms. I went into High School feeling pretty good. That was until I realized I lost everything. I didn't have my friends. They were all still at my school, but they disappeared from me completely. I went through my Freshman year with a very select amount of people by my side. My freshman year is when I had my first panic attack at school which was pretty embarrassing. It was then I was put on anxiety medicine which does nothing for me.

Once summer came, I met a really awesome girl. We started dating a month after we met. In this time, someone very close to me attempted suicide. It tore me apart because he/she was the strongest person I ever knew. Both my parents lost their jobs at one point. It was a very stressful time. I started self harming around this time. I didn't have anyone to stop me. My girlfriend had went on vacation for a few weeks and the only thing that kept me from killing myself was her and her phone calls. Well, the summer went on.

Sophomore year came around. I had my small group of friends as always. It was going great. My grades were good, I was improving in Cross Country, but since everything bad strikes at the worst time, my girlfriend had to end the relationship for certain reasons. It destroyed me. She was the person I told everything, the person I could lean and cry, the person who said they'd never hurt me. The self harming returned. I nearly killed myself for real this time. From then to now, I'm still depressed and lost. My grades are at an all time low. All I have is myself and my ex-girlfriend that is still my best friend. I have all I need, but depression doesn't need a reason I have learned.

All I can tell any of you is to never view the dark side of life. Always stay in the light because if you are in the dark too long you won't see again. All of you are great people despite any "past" we have had. I'm glad to be a member here.

I can honestly say just when u find a reason to smile, then u will find the light, I hope that things will get better for you, and just know theres people here you can talk to , stay strong man!

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Follow and Support!!: https://www.instagram.com/jesse.obre/

Wow intense