What if the kids from school read this?
Will they make fun of me more? Will they beat me up?…AGAIN? Will they think I am just a poser? What will they think of me? If they think I am a poser, they can go get in line. I have my scars for my proof. I have too many scars to be a poser. And no they are not just bike-crash scars. They are cutting scars. I have been cutting my self for a while, trying to work up the nerve to just end it. End my suffering. End the sad thing I call my life. Too many things are pushing me to do it. Maybe I should just do it. Well, not right now. But…soon. Maybe in a few days I can work up the courage. Hopefully.
And to the kids from my school who might me reading this. Fuck off and die. This is my life and my body. I will do with it what I please. Thanks for being the reason I go! Enjoy the guilt I am leaving you as a present.
Love/Hate,
Megan
2 comments
Hi Megan… Those kids who cause you grief now won’t always be part of your life. In a few years, you’ll have graduated and probably be on a new path… perhaps college, the working world, or something else you decide. The best thing you can do right now is make a solid foundation for your future. Try the hardest you can in school. If someone causes you grief, don’t let them take you off track.. You’re too valuable for that! There will ALWAYS be people who walk into your life and try to upset you… Life can be difficult sometimes. If you keep moving forward and try your hardest, you can often do well… and sometimes karma takes care of the people who cause you grief. Don’t give up.
I dont know if I have the strength to carry on. To pick my self up and just keep going. It seems, as of late, that it is easier to give into drugs and alcohol…