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Thursday, September 13, 2007


   *sigh*
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Since I haven't posted in awhile, I might ramble on about why I get so depressed.

I won't tell the whole story..

It started about the end of the sixth grade year and I was getting strong urges to cut slice my wrist. Not being able to do so, I did eraser burns but my mother yelled at me so I had to quit.

Around the summer before my eighth grade year, I began to cut my left arm. Only cutting my wrist a few times. My current 'boyfriend' at the time told me to stop. It took me nearly a year to quit. Around the same time, we broke up.

Of course, that did not help. I dove deeper into depression. At the beginning of my ninth grade year, I meet Sharee. She is now my best friend. I have plans to move to her town after I graduate and I want to become her legal guardian when I turn eighteen.

Today, I still do suffer from depression severely. I don't want anyone sympathy. That's not why I'm writing this. I'm doing it to help people realize the full extent of depression and how suicidal thoughts are very dangerous. Hell, I still am suicidal. I'm not ashamed of that. Last weekend I tore apart a razor and cut my left upper arm up.

I just have to live and be left alone.

Thanks for reading...

Ashley

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