So two weeks ago I almost decided to go through with ending it all. I was in the tub, hot water and all. Instruments neatly set up on the side. Box cutter, scalpel, syringe, needles plenty of options to choose from. At that point I had used all of them to inflict harm upon my body knowing it would not result in my death but instead give me some relief from the hell of my life. Upon deciding which one to choose that would do the job right I remembered I never had the opportunity to use the syringe. It was sterilized considering I stole […]
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Bath Water
I knew I was pregnant, at only 16 the morning sickness had made my day a living hell. No one knew, and I wasn’t old enough to buy Plan B. No one knew, not even my boyfriend. I’m sure my friend had figured it out. On top of having trouble in school with my severe A.D.D and having my mother threaten to kick me out, my abusive father, and having a rare form of Multiple Sclerosis (M.S) I was sure things couldn’t get much worse. So one night after everyone went to sleep.
I sat in the bathroom, watching the tub fill with steamy water. I was already drowsy from […]