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yea...I'm having flashbacks...
The most recent one, being the time I had my face slammed into a marble floor.
well, I remember I went to the mall with my mom, my brother and little sister. My dad doesn't like going to the mall, so he didnt come with us. But I remember that I went off someplace, and my brother followed me while my sister stayed with my mom. So w/e. I went and looked around at someplaces, but then when my brother wanted me to wait and look at something with him, I waited for a little bit, and then I was just gettin sick of staying there waiting for no reason, so I said I was leaving. I didn't even get too far away from him when all I can remember is getting shoved and falling on the marble floor. He stood over me and said, I told you to wait you *******, *****. He walked away from me, and I got up and was crying. and it was so embarassing and humiliating with all the people looking at me and talking with one another about what they just saw.
It was one of the worst things he did to me.
And now that I feel like I'm reliving it, it hurts almost as worse as when it first happened.
So as a result of that, I'm back to steady frequent cutting.
I feel so empty and shallow, and numb. And no one understands or cares.
I cant even express what is going on with me. Im reliving it and I can't do it again...
The most recent one, being the time I had my face slammed into a marble floor.
well, I remember I went to the mall with my mom, my brother and little sister. My dad doesn't like going to the mall, so he didnt come with us. But I remember that I went off someplace, and my brother followed me while my sister stayed with my mom. So w/e. I went and looked around at someplaces, but then when my brother wanted me to wait and look at something with him, I waited for a little bit, and then I was just gettin sick of staying there waiting for no reason, so I said I was leaving. I didn't even get too far away from him when all I can remember is getting shoved and falling on the marble floor. He stood over me and said, I told you to wait you *******, *****. He walked away from me, and I got up and was crying. and it was so embarassing and humiliating with all the people looking at me and talking with one another about what they just saw.
It was one of the worst things he did to me.
And now that I feel like I'm reliving it, it hurts almost as worse as when it first happened.
So as a result of that, I'm back to steady frequent cutting.
I feel so empty and shallow, and numb. And no one understands or cares.
I cant even express what is going on with me. Im reliving it and I can't do it again...

