I look at myself in the mirror wondering what I did wrong, wondering why she left me the way she did.
I was ashamed of myself. I hated the person that was looking back at me in the mirror.
I took a bottle of pills from the wall cupboard and I opened them. 1....2.....3....4, I took one by one at stared at myself each time I took one.
I could feel my body slowly giving up, my legs felt weak and I collapsed to the floor, my body was giving up.
I stayed on the floor for a few minutes and tried to take another but I couldn't reach them. I heard shouting from outside the bathroom, I crawled towards the door and saw all my friends standing there.
They helped me up from the floor and carried me to the lounge by the fire. I stayed there for a good 10 minutes not saying anything. The boys came over and gave me a lecture. It was annoying but it helped me.
It made me think if all the things I would miss if I wasn't here. I grabbed the bottle of pills from the boys, I reopened them and threw them all into the fire.
Its time for a fresh new start.
