June 29, 2013

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So I was doing okay. I was starting to feel good today. I realized that when I get back to school in fall, hopefully I'd have no more troubles with feelings about him.I'd be happy. And I also wouldn't get distracted from my school work. But as I should have guessed and protected myself against, a friend of mine decided to text me and tell me that he has been acting grumpy ever since we stopped going out. She said she thinks he is hiding the fact that he is upset. It sounded to me like she was implying that maybe he still likes me. So I told her that he shouldn't be grumpy because he told me that he didn't like me.

I waited for her reply. And when she did, she said that he isn't to be trusted. So I was wondering more if she thought that he likes me.  It just sounded like maybe she said he was lying to me. But she said something totally different.

She told me that he told her he doesn't like me. My heart kind of dropped. Ugh. She said the best thing to do is move on. So I don't get why she keeps bringing this stuff up! It was un-called for and I got frustrated. Again.

So right now, I am sitting and staring at the wall. My eyes are burning. Tears won't come out. Now is not the time. I have to suck it up and move on. But before I do, I need to let things out. I'm going to cut.

But on a better note, I have been thinking about things today and I realize that he started all the bad things I did. So it was his fault that I went all sick and crazy. Not mine. If he wanted me in the first place, then he should have treated me right. Enough said.

 

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I cut. The blade felt so beautiful against my skin. I feel better now. The blood made everything okay. Now I can breathe again.

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