Journal Entry for May 31, 2007
so NYC was amazing. I had a blast and it was just what I needed. To get away. I saw so much stuff in new york. But while in NYC I contracted …
is feeling Bad
I live each day as it comes.
music//rain//NYC//punk//nonconformity//originality//rebellion
so NYC was amazing. I had a blast and it was just what I needed. To get away. I saw so much stuff in new york. But while in NYC I contracted …
going to nyc tommorrow at 6 in the morning. its our chorus trip for the year. 3 days away from home, away from problems. I'm excited. So if I …
My mom found out. I was driving home from y.g. (stupid) and she saw my arm. All of it. Of course, she flipped out. I was actually in a good mood too …
heya Ive decided that im sending all of my freinds a hug today because i hardly eveer really talk to anyone on here properly and would love to get to know you all more xxxx
heym hwo are u doing?
I feel we need each other for support
hope this helps brighten your day
hey wats up? havent talked to youin a longgggggg time.. so hows life?
Over the years I've slipped into Depression countless times. Things just push me too far. And it just gets too much. I feel so alone sometimes.
I cut from 13-16 years of age. Right before I turned 16... all thruout my 15th year of life... I got addicted to cutting and it became more than just an analgesic... it was an addiction. I thought I broke it, but I keep slipping. I am covered with so many scars. I wish I could erase them. But I cant. God can erase my pain and the scars on the inside. He forgives me and loves me. Same for you.
I am a christian and a thorough believer in abstinence. I plan to stay a virgin till I'm married the man God has picked for me.Girls cry about being pregnant and all that, well hello dont have sex and you wont get knocked up. God demands that much of us and its my duty to obey. Plus I believe that I'm not mature enough to handle that big of a decision.
I have a lot of stress. It sucks. I get overloaded and dont know how to handle all of my stress... so I do stupid things like cut.
my mom got breast cancer when I was in 7th grade. My world fell apart. thats when I first turned to cutting. My mom survived it but I honestly feel like the cancer killed my real mom. she is so different now and sometimes I dont even know who she is. I miss my old mom, my cancerfree carefree wonderful mom. She's changed so much.
I have so much stress and so much on my mind I cant sleep.
the violence needs to stop. Peace is the only way.
After becoming depressed, all I wanted to do was be happy. I looked in my moms drug cabinet and found her prescription drugs and tried a bunch of them. I was amazed at the feeling. I was "artificially happy". Its so much easier to fake being happy now. No questions, no concerns. but I realize I have a big problem.