a little piece of me
why did i ever stop? had another argument with brett
today. he called me a bitch. well deserved. however,
that is the one thing that i cannot let go. i hate being
called that. my dad calls me that all the time, deserving
or not. i started shaking really bad, and crying. that
hurt so much. thank god i bought those razors a few weeks
ago. i have 23 nice new cuts. will make lovely scars.
not that that's why i did it. it calmed me down. i think
i wouldn't have been so suicidal before if i had kept
cutting. people didn't like that very much, so i tried to
quit. did it every now and then. today reminded me so
much why i did it in the first place.
i think i'm going to have to separate myself from people
for a little while. lester, i don't want you to get upset
if i don't answer you right away...i'll miss you, but i
need to 'shut down' for a little bit. i'll go crazy if i
don't. heather, hope you're ok. i don't know if i'll be
able to call you back tonight or not. i just don't think i
can talk for a while. please don't be mad at me. scott,
how did the assembly go? did you do it? sorry everyon.
talk to you all later.