I Hate My Life! I have scars from when I cut myself. I haven't cut myself for like 3 or 4 months. I enjoyed distroying myself. I thought and sometimes still do think that I deserve(d) it. I used to do it alot when I was depressed and down and out on myself. I would think about all the bad times and I kept cutting and slicing myself. People would ask me why did I cut myself. I would say it feels good, and it did. I also would say that I always felt in the way of others and I wouldn't be in the way anymore if I died. Actually the first year of college I wrote a report about suicide. Here is a poem I took out of the report:
Sadness envelopes me
Fear of the future
Guilts of the past
Sickness flows through me
I look around me
Loneliness and despair
No one to turn to
No one who cares
I have no future
No dreams
Just emptiness
And loneliness
Today it is told
Is a good day to die?
To me that is everyday
Every thought
Tomorrow no I think not
No more tomorrows
No more loneliness
No more Fear
A few more hours
A few more minutes
A few more seconds
no moreā¦
Then I went into the hospital not because of my slicing but because I had a bad infection of the kidneys. It's been about a month since I got out of the hospital and since then I haven't felt depressed as I did when i would slice myself up. I really think that stress and stuff does it to me. When I go back to work and school I might start up again. You never know. Lately I've been thinking about cutting or slicing myself up but I resisted. I don't know how long I can be able to resist, it is very tempting. Did you want to try together to keep each other off of the cutting/slicing??? I mean we can talk and stuff to keep each other from hurting ourselves even though it feels good. It's up to you. Write back to me.
~MK~
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