my mom just assumes that i will talk to her bout it all. bull. the whole reason i cut was because i was alone in this. i couldnt get out the bad stuff. and you know why??
coz she scares the living **** outta me. i am not going to tell mom i feel like dying or hurting myself, when i think she is gonna tell me that i am being silly or pervy (thankyou dad)that is the idea i get from my parents. i think they will say to stop being a stupid lazy idiot and do something else. well *newsflash*. i try my damn hardest. you think i would just sit there, think, oh i feel a little down i will go cut myself? bull. i get urges to hurt. that i CANT CONTROL OK?! and i try to stop them. i DO try to distract myself. i write i draw i talk to my friends. I JUST CANT TALK TO YOU!! ok is that too much to cope with?? for petes sake! just leave me alone! i cant talk to you. and you are not helping with your **** lectures! they make me feel like crap! ok? so shut up! &*% *&£*@ *random swear words*
ugh
im done now