" I need to tell you something." I told my girlfriend suddenly as she was driving us home from the movies.
"What's going on?" She said concerned and I could sense her anxiety picking up.
" It's okay Kora." I said and grabbed her hand that was on her lap and held it.
She took some deep breaths and was calmer after.
" Okay, I'm sorry about that, so talk to me." She said and turned the ac down to hear me better.
" It's totally okay, and I just wanted to tell you this before you found out on your own, and I'm okay now, but I relapsed the other day. I'm sorry." I said straight forward.
" Oh sweetheart." She said squeezing my hand more. 
" It's okay if you don't know what to say. I know this is the first time this has happened since we've been together." I said noticing her hesitation in saying more. She knew about my self harm, but I was clean from when I met her until my relapse. 
" Okay, I just want to support you and not make things worse. Can I ask questions?" She asked.
" Yes of course. You can ask anything." I said.
" Okay. Um, where and how, how badly?" She asked.
" My arm, and not badly baby, don't worry okay." I said and I could sense her relief.
" Okay that's good, well not good, but, you know what I mean." She said and I nodded. " Why?" She asked.
" I wish there was a reason." I said sadly. " I just felt like everything was so, just so much and I broke. I wish I could say it won't happen again but I can't promise you that. I can just promise I'll try not to."
" That's all I could ask love." She said and pulled the car into our driveway. 
We got out and the first thing she did was pull me into a massive hug and kiss my head.
" I love you so much baby." She said. 
" I love you too." I said and hugged her back tightly. 
We got inside and sat next to each-other on the couch. 
" Can I ask something else?" Kora said after a couple minutes of silence.
" Of course baby." I said.
" Did you like, take care of it afterwards?" She asked.
" Yes. I should probably change the bandage on it though." I said and got up to go to the bathroom to do just that, but she grabbed my arm and stopped me.
" Janey, can you let me do it please? Remember when you told me how you used to justify your self harm by doing " self care" after and bandaging yourself? I just don't want that to make you slip back into it again." She asked nervously, worried she had offended me.
" Yeah, you're right. I probably shouldn't be doing it. You can, thanks." I said.
She smiled a soft smile and followed me upstairs to the bathroom.
I took off my shirt and she saw the bandage on my shoulder. She took a paper towel and wet it before dabbing it over the tape that held the bandage on my arm, so that her taking it off wouldn't hurt so bad.
" Ready?" She asked.
" Yeah." I said. " It was nice, but also weird, no one had done this for me but myself, so I had mixed emotions.
She gently took the tape off and the bandage came off as a result.
She was staring at the cuts and I felt bad that she had to see them.
" I know." I said sadly.
" You know what?" She asked confused.
" That they make me so ugly." I said.
She turned me to the side and held my face in her hands. 
" Janey. You are not ugly, your cuts don't make you ugly, neither do your scars. I wasn't staring because of that, I was just staring because I got lost in my own head thinking about how terrible you must've felt and I didn't help you." She said moving her hands to tuck my hair behind my ears.
" You couldn't have known." I said.
" I should've though. It's my job to take care of you. Could you please tell me if it happens again. I won't be mad, I just wanna be there for you." She asked.
" Yes." I said. 
" Good, let's get a new bandage on you now okay." She said, and placed a new one over my arm after she put Neosporin on the cuts. 
" Thank you." She said. 
" For what?" I asked lost. " I'm the one who should thank you." 
" For trusting me to support you." She said. 
" How could I not? You're the most amazing and supportive girlfriend to ever exist. I love you so much much Kora." 
" I love you so much much Janey." She said and kissed me. 
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Depression/ anxiety one shots
Short StoryShort little stories about topics revolving around depression and /or anxiety . TW FOR MOST. This symbol (⚠️ ) , is on the possibly triggering stories . Please don't read if you think it could harm you. I mean it guys, I don't want anyone getting hu...
 
                                               
                                                  