I relapsed 15 minutes ago.. The urges got to me. Couldn't handle the voices.. i was trying not to, but then i broke down and was crying, and i gave in.. Cut a bit deeper than i meant, hope its not too deep. I can't stand that i gave in.. Hate myself even more. Just wanted the voices to stop, they did but not for long. Now i'm sitting here in tears, wishing i wasn't so fucking stupid, and ugly.
Can't tell anyone except TH that i relapsed.. if anyone knew, especially my best friend i would

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My head of sixth form got really worried again that I was going to kill myself and rung psychological wellbeing so that they would move my appointment forward. She told me that I needed to speak to them or they were going to 'come and get me'/

I kept telling her I was fine, I don't want to speak to these people, I don't want to have to be here and waste people's time.

I need to die >_<

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I have come to the realization that if I don't go inpatient I probably will try to kill myself and that is the scariest thing ever. I found myself counting my pills last night. My mind telling me to just take them. And then this morning it was the same thing, to just take them. Those thoughts won't stop.

Part of me just wants to try to kill myself rather than go inpatient because I don't want to hear my parents but part of me feels screwed if I don't die because I'll have to hear...

One pill
Two pills
Three pills
Four
Who would have thought she could've made it this far?

Five pills
Six pills
Seven pills
eight
Her eyelids start to droop,
The world starts to disappear.

Nine pills
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Eleven pills
Twelve
She doesn't want to be here.

The numbers become a blur,
She lost count.
Unconsciousness engulfs her.
And without...

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I can't cope any more, I don't want to be here anymore, I can't be here anymore.

I can't live any longer

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This one is a work of fiction, however as I’ve previously written - I find it hard to play a character I don’t believe in. In this case, this is about 80% me talking.

An old friend, Mahray, dropped in to visit. He told me a story of sorts, then had a drink and left again. Bit off a weird one, to be honest.


Scars

Scars. We all bear them. Each carries a story, whether of emotional or physical injuries. Some scars fade over time, others are with us for...