Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Monday, January 10, 2011
Cutting
My friend told me last week she started cutting. I was beside myself. My eyes were wide, and confused as I just stared at her and with all the calamity I could muster, I said "I... That isn't good... you should get help..."
She said no.
She told me she wouldn't stop anytime soon.
She told me I wouldn't understand why she did what she did.
I wouldn't understand? I know all too well, that's undeniable.
The pain bearing down on me is immense. Screaming- perhaps, would do me good. Or thinking. All that's in my head left to say to her is "Don't you dare! Don't you fucking dare do that to yourself! Stop it! PLEASE! Don't ruin your life like this. There are other ways to deal with all the problems." Great- now I'm crying. Hazzah.
I wish people had to stop hating themselves so much. Name calling, criticism, bullying, cruelty... it doesn't make people better or move them forward in this world. It screws everyone over.
She said no.
She told me she wouldn't stop anytime soon.
She told me I wouldn't understand why she did what she did.
I wouldn't understand? I know all too well, that's undeniable.
The pain bearing down on me is immense. Screaming- perhaps, would do me good. Or thinking. All that's in my head left to say to her is "Don't you dare! Don't you fucking dare do that to yourself! Stop it! PLEASE! Don't ruin your life like this. There are other ways to deal with all the problems." Great- now I'm crying. Hazzah.
I wish people had to stop hating themselves so much. Name calling, criticism, bullying, cruelty... it doesn't make people better or move them forward in this world. It screws everyone over.
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