Punk_Kid
November 25th, 2010, 02:01 PM
Ummm... so tonight I'm going to talk to my Mom about a surgery for my sweaty hands. I'm going to send her a text later and have her read about it on the computer. We are going to talk about it and I'm going to ask her if I can visit my GP. That's how I want it to go.
I KNOW that she will find out about my depression, cutting and drug use probably. My fear with the cutting is that when she finds out her first question will be, "Why?". And i'm not sure how to answer it, not because I don't know but because I think my reasoning would make her feel sick.
A while back she has suggested we move. She never said it but I knew it was cuz she didn't want to live with her parents, its me, my mom, my brother and my grandparents in the same house. After she kept on talking about it and insisting I reconsider it, cause I firmly said no, that was when I started cutting. I cut for a month but then I guess she knew talking wouldn't change my mind so she quit talking and I quit cutting. Then about 3 months later I was just angry all the time so I started cutting again but I haven't for 12 days so far.
I have another huge problem tho, sorry. I was cleaning my room today and had to move some stuff around which included my razors, which I haven't thrown away yet. The creepy part about it was that when I picked up my razors, I didn't feel the urge to cut myself. Instead, I wanted to kill myself, again. I've been having more serious urges in the past couple weeks, especially the past two days.
This also is related to my depression because when I visit my GP I plan on asking him about anti-depression pills. Naturally, my Mom will ask why I want them. I will have to tell her I'm depressed because I am. Then she will prbly ask how I deal with it. And if we get that far into the conversation I will prbly break down and cry like I've done several times in the past few days. And I know when that happens I'll prbly tell her about my 6 or 7 suicide attempts, ranging from mere thoughts to holding the knife and accidentally having the shotgun on fucking safety.
After that she will prbly think I'm insane, if she isn't crying by now or bitching her head off at me, either way I'll prbly get my phone taken away, restricted from the computer and get all my knives taken.
I just need advice on:
How to convince I think pills would be beneficial for me without going into the entire story?
How to tell her that I have smoked cigs/weed, drank alcohol, tried snorting pills, etc. behind her back if she finds out about it?
Convince her to let me get the surgery when the hospital is about a 7 hour drive away?
How to explain to her my cutting addiction without making her feel like shit? Because if I get the surgery then I know they'll find my few hundred scars>.>
And how to explain all the stupid shit I've been doing for the past 4 years now?
Thanks. And I apologize for it being so long
I KNOW that she will find out about my depression, cutting and drug use probably. My fear with the cutting is that when she finds out her first question will be, "Why?". And i'm not sure how to answer it, not because I don't know but because I think my reasoning would make her feel sick.
A while back she has suggested we move. She never said it but I knew it was cuz she didn't want to live with her parents, its me, my mom, my brother and my grandparents in the same house. After she kept on talking about it and insisting I reconsider it, cause I firmly said no, that was when I started cutting. I cut for a month but then I guess she knew talking wouldn't change my mind so she quit talking and I quit cutting. Then about 3 months later I was just angry all the time so I started cutting again but I haven't for 12 days so far.
I have another huge problem tho, sorry. I was cleaning my room today and had to move some stuff around which included my razors, which I haven't thrown away yet. The creepy part about it was that when I picked up my razors, I didn't feel the urge to cut myself. Instead, I wanted to kill myself, again. I've been having more serious urges in the past couple weeks, especially the past two days.
This also is related to my depression because when I visit my GP I plan on asking him about anti-depression pills. Naturally, my Mom will ask why I want them. I will have to tell her I'm depressed because I am. Then she will prbly ask how I deal with it. And if we get that far into the conversation I will prbly break down and cry like I've done several times in the past few days. And I know when that happens I'll prbly tell her about my 6 or 7 suicide attempts, ranging from mere thoughts to holding the knife and accidentally having the shotgun on fucking safety.
After that she will prbly think I'm insane, if she isn't crying by now or bitching her head off at me, either way I'll prbly get my phone taken away, restricted from the computer and get all my knives taken.
I just need advice on:
How to convince I think pills would be beneficial for me without going into the entire story?
How to tell her that I have smoked cigs/weed, drank alcohol, tried snorting pills, etc. behind her back if she finds out about it?
Convince her to let me get the surgery when the hospital is about a 7 hour drive away?
How to explain to her my cutting addiction without making her feel like shit? Because if I get the surgery then I know they'll find my few hundred scars>.>
And how to explain all the stupid shit I've been doing for the past 4 years now?
Thanks. And I apologize for it being so long