I thought it would be a good tuesday

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if you're from my school dont read this pls.










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I tried so hard today. I looked exactly how she would want. But she still, ignores me. Its sad, because it hurts. She brushed past me without saying a word. 

I had a meeting group thing with a teacher, and we were talking about physical coping skills. Now I knew this wasn't going to be a good thing, but someone asked about bad coping skills. Someone said self harm. Cutting. My heart stopped. I don't get triggered by this stuff, i thought, yet I thought I was going to have a panic attack. I didn't, yet it was still scary. I hate this. I hate me.

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