I got out of school, looking for her. She wasnt there, Had no way to contact her. So i took the bus, When i got home i was there for 15 minutes, and then she came she was home. My mom had walked through that door immediately, Screaming an yelling at me…..Im a f*** up……Why dont i just listen………why am i so retarted………..Evan thought it was her fault, she calls me these things repeatedly. After a while you start to believe them. Finally when i had enough strength i ran an hid in my room………..I swore i would never do this, ever again. I grabbed the pair of scissors on my desk, an i cut, an cut, until all i saw was blood. Today was the day i broke my promise to my self
Don’t cut ! i know life can be a living hell, but cutting won’t get you anywhere! It’ll get better, just have a little more patience!
I just wanne say that my mum i a mental b**** too, i deal with it by smoking, i considered cutting myself years ago but then realised my mum would be winning then <3 just remember that this isn't your life forever, you're not a f*** up, you're not retarded. You can be whover you want to be x