It was new to me.

The feeling i had, the loneliness i had, i wasn’t comfortable talking to any one cause i didn’t know how they would respond to it. i didn’t want anything going around. it’s bad how i absolutely didn’t trust anyone…
i made a mistake, it went from an argument between two people to and argument including half the school and i didn’t know what to do at the point.. i tried to make new friends, didn’t work. i had to lie to my parents so they didn’t find out that there daughter was a loser, their daughter had no friends, their daughter has issues i Didn’t want to be treated differently i didnt want to get given that look. it was to big of a step for me. and i lost everyone i thought we the true friends. they were the ones i grew up with. and i was wrong they are certainly not the friends you would of thought.. :$ then, i cut my self. like 15-20 times on my wrists. then a month later , i found the knife and the napkin with the blood and i throught the napkin away just not the knife and my mom was in my room and found it.
after words i recovered.
1 year later..
i noticed that people say they would never cut them self. but that is only because they haven’t hit that stage where they have no one and that emptiness in them. then they don’t know who to take it out on other then them self and they think that it will hurt that is why they don’t do it well no. when you hit that stage you wouldn’t care cause you are already hurt…