It all happened so slow. All the pain came rushing to me. Every thing hit me so quick.
Why would this happen to me? I did nothing wrong did I?
- 1 year earlier -
"I'm so sorry hunney, I'm sorry I couldn't of helped you." My mother sobbed into me. Holding me, like I wasn't going to be here when she let go.
"Mum...What are you talking about?" I was so scared. My heart pounding in my chest. What's going to happen? Am I going to die?
"The doctors said you will never be okay. They said you're in to deep. No one can help you. Not even yourself. Everything has got worse, the depression, paranioa, anxiety and the self harm. I'm so sorry I didn't help you sooner. Baby. I'm sorry!"
That was when it hit me. I was never going to be happy again. Nothing, I felt nothing.
I fell to the ground crying my heart out. I just curled up in a ball. My friends, and rest of the family stood around me quietly sobbing. What was the point in living anymore?
--- That night.. ---
I ran the bath. Got the tablets ready. This was it. The night I would finally die. The night the pain would be over. The night everyone would be happy.
I got undressed and stepped into the bath.
I lied back..One by one I swallowed the tablets.
10.
Ten little tablets that would kill me.
Pain free.
Oh.. My vision is going blurry.
Bye bye cruel world.
