I Self-harm
It all started in 2010, I was 12 years old... when I was younger I was the best student in my school, my grades and my behavior were always the best example to other kids. I am a poet so I was kinda famous at school... In the year 2010 I realized that I started to change. I was interested to make up and all of that girly things (I hated it before ),so that was a proof that I'm finally growing up. My grades were in mess...my mother was mad and she said I have to study more,I tried but with no progress... I had a boyfriend and he was in some kind of mafia. He did love me, but i couldn't
understand why he used drugs and alcohol.. we broke up but i was still in loved to him... my mommy was so tough and she wanted to make me study as good as i did few years ago, it was too much for me,I started as hating myself. I took the knife, it was 3am, i said:*i have to try it*, and i did,..almost all the inside pain was gone, i needed to do it once again, it grew into a habit, every day after school I cutted, my stomach, my legs, my neck and my arms... I was sad and lost. My family hated me and they still do... one day in my school gym one of the guys saw me hiding my scars and he said to my coach that i cut myself, my coach told it to my family and friends, it was the biggest scandal in the history of our school.I SAID I WON'T CUT AnYMORE BUT I HAVE TO. I HAVE FRIENDS BUT THEY DON'T KNOW. I NEED HELP but I'm afraid that another school scandal is coming with my confession. And my ex boyfriend is sharing my self harm story with everybody, I HAVE TO CUT BECAUSE IT HELPS ME TO FEEL
BETTER! I live in Bosnia so our lives are different than the american, I HATEEE THISS. I WANT TO DIE, IT'S TOO MUCH PRESSURE, TOO MUCH PAIN TO CARRY ON
understand why he used drugs and alcohol.. we broke up but i was still in loved to him... my mommy was so tough and she wanted to make me study as good as i did few years ago, it was too much for me,I started as hating myself. I took the knife, it was 3am, i said:*i have to try it*, and i did,..almost all the inside pain was gone, i needed to do it once again, it grew into a habit, every day after school I cutted, my stomach, my legs, my neck and my arms... I was sad and lost. My family hated me and they still do... one day in my school gym one of the guys saw me hiding my scars and he said to my coach that i cut myself, my coach told it to my family and friends, it was the biggest scandal in the history of our school.I SAID I WON'T CUT AnYMORE BUT I HAVE TO. I HAVE FRIENDS BUT THEY DON'T KNOW. I NEED HELP but I'm afraid that another school scandal is coming with my confession. And my ex boyfriend is sharing my self harm story with everybody, I HAVE TO CUT BECAUSE IT HELPS ME TO FEEL
BETTER! I live in Bosnia so our lives are different than the american, I HATEEE THISS. I WANT TO DIE, IT'S TOO MUCH PRESSURE, TOO MUCH PAIN TO CARRY ON