CONFESS
con·fess (kn-fs)
v. con·fessed, con·fess·ing, con·fess·es
- To disclose (something damaging or inconvenient to oneself); admit.
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" What have I done?" I think to myself as I drop the razor and stare at the blood. "What is happening to me? What is going on? How did I get here? Why? Just why." I grab a tissue from beside my bed and try to stop the blood flow........ I find a bandage in my drawer. I quickly make a wad of tissues and stick them on my arm........I wrap the bandage tightly around my wrist......... What have I done and why did I do it.
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Hi,
I'm a 15 year old girl. For several months I have been cutting myself. For several years I had been scratching (scratching a body part continuously until the skin is raw and bleeding). I stopped 2 months ago when my Mum found out. The way she reacted made me feel useless, pathetic, and a failure. She called me a sick, menatlly screwed up child. She kicked me out of the house. For an hour I had nowhere to go and nothing to do. I had scissors, a razor and a pocket-knife in my bag. I live near a large reserve (actually an old quarry full of lookouts, cliffs and hidden areas). For the first 10 minutes I sat on a bench staring at the country and city below me. Then I pulled out my razor, but i couldnt do it, not when it had caused my mother so much pain. Even though she had made me feel like the most pathetic tragic thing known to man, I still couldn't do it. Maybe I would be better dead?
Time for class.......I'll write more later
xoxo
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