So not only do I struggle with SI.. my younger sister does also, and she doesn't know I SI. Today has been so depressing. My hormones are screwed up, because of some medicine the docs prescribed and I forgot to take it for like 4 days and then my hormones done something weird on me. So everything make me cry just about it. Does any of the other girls' period make SIing worse? It's dreadful.
Here lately I have seen no purpose to life. No one is a true person, and I always am constantly just wanting to cry and cry and cry. Then fade away, but no one cares if you fade or not. I don't see how anyone can possibly care.
My sister got sent to the office today at school, because she cut her arm. A SQAURE!!! You can't lie about that one..... And she got blood on her jacket, and htis girl saw it and told this lady in the office. So the guidance counsellour and the principal had a talk with her and apparently 2 other girls in her class are doing it also. I use to think cutting wasn't very common, but it is quite common. People just don't address it. They need help. Just like everyone else does. The principal is going to call my mother about my sister's ordeal, but no one was home when he called the first time. My sister deleted the number off the caller ID. I'm not going to say a word to anyone about it, but kids at school are talking about it. And someone came up to me and asked me if it was true my sister tried to kill herself by cutting her arm.
I can't take the pressure I don't think. This girl is always running her mouth about my little brother, who is hearing impaired. Everyone has alwyas been mean and made fun of him for it. And so now my brother is mean back. And this girl says **** to me everyday. My chemistry teacher just smarts off to me all the time, and today I smarted off back. I normally don't. But after i gave him this look I just hid my head and i cried.
Crying over the dumbest thing in the world. Crying over things that is nothing to cry over. I feel like a big moron. I went 5 weeks and right before I hit 6 week mark I just couldn't go on anymore. So, it's a week again. I just want to kneel down and pray and cry out to God, and beg for him to come and either take me or take away the pain, and make it better.
But the others wont even try to be nice about it. I'm afraid I'll go out of it tomorrow.
ok.. venting that made it a bit better.
~Warrior
Here lately I have seen no purpose to life. No one is a true person, and I always am constantly just wanting to cry and cry and cry. Then fade away, but no one cares if you fade or not. I don't see how anyone can possibly care.
My sister got sent to the office today at school, because she cut her arm. A SQAURE!!! You can't lie about that one..... And she got blood on her jacket, and htis girl saw it and told this lady in the office. So the guidance counsellour and the principal had a talk with her and apparently 2 other girls in her class are doing it also. I use to think cutting wasn't very common, but it is quite common. People just don't address it. They need help. Just like everyone else does. The principal is going to call my mother about my sister's ordeal, but no one was home when he called the first time. My sister deleted the number off the caller ID. I'm not going to say a word to anyone about it, but kids at school are talking about it. And someone came up to me and asked me if it was true my sister tried to kill herself by cutting her arm.
I can't take the pressure I don't think. This girl is always running her mouth about my little brother, who is hearing impaired. Everyone has alwyas been mean and made fun of him for it. And so now my brother is mean back. And this girl says **** to me everyday. My chemistry teacher just smarts off to me all the time, and today I smarted off back. I normally don't. But after i gave him this look I just hid my head and i cried.
Crying over the dumbest thing in the world. Crying over things that is nothing to cry over. I feel like a big moron. I went 5 weeks and right before I hit 6 week mark I just couldn't go on anymore. So, it's a week again. I just want to kneel down and pray and cry out to God, and beg for him to come and either take me or take away the pain, and make it better.
But the others wont even try to be nice about it. I'm afraid I'll go out of it tomorrow.
ok.. venting that made it a bit better.
~Warrior
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