i cant fucking get over this oh my god
Have you ever just gotten up, known it was going to be a bad day. You get to school. And you get the feeling you need to cry. But you refuse to cry infront of people, so you put your head down. Anf you go through out the day, holding in this huge knot and horrible feeling that makes you just want tocstart balling. And suddenly the counclet calls you to the her office, and you find out she found a notebook you and your besyfriend discused cutting in…its the end of the day, and you get there. And she tells me to try something like drawling, or reading. And i keep telling this lady, no. It doesnt help. It diesnt make me feel better. And she fucking tells me ’ see, all youre doing is makeing up excuses!’ And i lost it. I started bawling. I didnt want my fucking parents to fund out i cut. I dont want my blades taken. I dont want to stop. I will stop when im dead. I dont want to go to counciling. Not again.
