My Life.

Then boom, Year 10.

Boom, Year 10 started. I hated myself I couldn't go one day without vomiting and when school started up I couldn't handle the work or even being in a class room. I had this pain in me and I didn't know how to deal with it I knew cutting wouldn't help at all so I got the hair strainer and put it against my skin, it was a shocking feeling going though my whole body a sort of pain I liked. Weeks went by and I couldn't stop burning by April I couldn't handle living anymore so I told my mum I wanted to end it all. So I spent the night at the hospital and mum found about the burns and I was sent home the next day. That night I tried to drown myself and take my meds so no one could save me, but my parents walked in.. I spent a week in hospital under suicide watch, I didn't mind it. A nice lady come in my room one morning telling me about this program and I thought to myself "Geezz not aging" She told me how it was for kids who needed help, I would have to move out of home for 3 moths and go to school full time, I was like okay I can try that. And that night I left the hospital I went straight to the program I couldn't even go home to get some clean clothes but I was fine with that because I knew if I stated home I would of found a way and killed myself.