tearsxdontxfall2014
June 28th, 2010, 03:34 AM
I thought I was doing pretty good. I had gone almost a month without cutting. That's the longest I've ever gone. Then I got home yesterday after being gone a week and a half at my brothers house. I was feeling like I really needed to cut because my older bro had called me to tell him he was in the hospital and had been diagnosed with cancer. I was very upset and needed something to calm me down. So I went to my jewelry box where I have about30 or 40 razorblades and opened the drawer. there.was.nothing.there. Then I went to my ballet bag where I keep my 3 pocket knives, lighter, and pills. Again nothing. While I had been gone, my mom had searched my room and taken everything I had. This had made me even more upset and anxious and I had a panic attack and ended up doing much worse damage than I would have. Now I'm pretty much not talking to my mom and am cutting/burning/popping pills 3-4 times a day pretty severely. Now I'm being threatened to be sent to a treatment center after summer is over because of a previous suicide attempts and her and my psych think I'm going to try again. Ugh! I can't handle this right now. I don't even know why I'm posting this but....whatever.