Friday, 1st May 2015 - 3:34pm
I'm screwed. I'm absolutely dead.
I went and saw the school counsellor this afternoon, thinking it'd help to get shit off my chest. But I have never been so wrong in my whole life.
I told her about my self-harming and she decided that it'd smart endangering me by calling my father and telling him. Even after she told me that what we say is confidential.
Confidential my ass.
He's gonna kill me.
Or worse, he'll be even more disappointed in me for not being the perfect daughter. He'll be ashamed of me.
But that's fine..
Maybe I'll beat him to it. Maybe I'll die before he gets the chance to open his mouth to yell at me.
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