scarlet_faery Posted July 25, 2005 Share Posted July 25, 2005 Well, I lost it! Snapped! Grabbed those faithful scissors of mine and sliced the hell out of my left arm worse than I have ever done in my life! *sighs* I see my therapist today at five. I wouldn't have done this if my father wouldn't have been a total ass to me this morning about getting my car fixed. Wouldn't have done this if he wouldn't have yelled at me about my bills. Wouldn't have done this if he would have treated me with respect. Wouldn't have done this if he would just understand me. I also punched the hell out of the wall nearly breaking my right knuckles. I'm a mess. I don't need stitches. I refuse to go to the hospital and I will say this to my therapist. It's my right to refuse this, right? Didn't have anything to wrap my arm up but a paper towel and I don't have any ointment, so I just washed the cuts and I'm using the paper towel to help stop the bleeding. Yeah, I fucked up. I knew this was going to happen. Had a feeling this was going to happen sooner or later. Been upset since the day I threw my kitchen table. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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