So i thought about killing myself the other day again. I really need to stop thinking like that, but it is a thought
process that one can't just get rid of. Very much like the addiction of cutting myself. I still think about it everyday, about the rush, the pain, the blood, and the overwhelming feeling of peace, after the initial cut is made. Talking about it right now makes me want to cut, if only even a little slice. But I made my promise and
I have to stick to it. No matter if I want to or not. Somedays I regret making that promise, but what's done is done. Nothing one such as I can do about it now.....
Who did you make the promise to?
ReplyDeleteThe only real friends I had at the time, my two best friends. They had found out a few days before the promise that I was cutting, so..They made me promise them that I would stop, and that I would not kill myself.
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