I'm sorry

FML

So today I went to school as normal. Nothing really happened until P.E. I was changing and I had my arms crossed so no one would see my cuts that I made last night. So my friend like rammed into me and my arms came out to save me and my teacher saw. She pulled me aside and asked what it was. She said I was mental and basically called me crazy to my face. She didn't even ask why I did it or anything.

So now I'm pissed because people I didn't want to know now know and I hate that. I only wanted like 3 of my friends to know and it took me a year to tell one friend. Now like everyone in my grade knows and I hate it.

I hate the looks I get. Thanks for the comments on the last update. It meant a lot. Yet sadly I'm worse everyday so fml.

If you think all this is for attention then go fuck yourself. I write these to release stress instead of "writing" on my wrists with my blade.

It's amazing how in three years I went from actually happy to downright I can't fake it anymore. The thing with depression is it never lets go of you.

As I grew older the monsters crawled from under my bed to inside my head.

Which is why I don't think I'll be able to hold on till May.

Sorry to whoever I became close to and connected with you only for me to leave.

I'm as good as dead anyways.

Love you all.

Stay strong.

Never give up.

I'll be your guardian angel when I die.