January 10th, 2012; 5:00 PM
Stop telling me what to do and how to handle myself. You don't know any of the pain I am in.
You don't even know what causes any of it. Today I was in 7th period , just sitting and talking
and this kid, I'm not even friends with named Ashton shouted out "Shut up, You don't even
have any friends". Sure he probably thought I just sat there and happened to have
had to go to the bathroom. No. I sat there wanting to die even more. I went to the bathroom
trying to think of how to kill myself without anyone knowing. I couldn't think over the tears and
pain so I just went back to class. The day before, Bradley did almost the exact same thing. Just
me, talking, sitting, then out of no where "Shut the hell up. No one even likes you" . Then when I
got home, the cutting stopped. You think it's weird that when I was in pain I stopped cutting?
Thats not why. We were out of bandaids and I was out of room.