Thin Ice

Trust me.

In the shower that night, I cut dozens of times. I started cutting my thighs too. I cut the words 'Fat, Ugly and Worthless' into my thigh and wrists. I needed to see the truth.It burned, but felt good at the same time.

The next day, my mom asked me why I hadn't had any meals with them. "I guess I'm just not hungry."
"Can I weigh you?" Shit, I can't just say no to her. "Sure."

I stepped on the scale, but didn't look.
" 'Aer' you've lost 16 pounds in 4 weeks." I thought that was alright so far. "You only weigh 80.3lbs. You weigh only 3 pounds more then your skinny 11 year old brother! You need to gain it back, this isn't good for you!" I fell to the floor like at dads house, wanting to scream. "No! Please don't make me! He'll call me fat! Please!" "What? Who will? Aeron?" Aidan, Aileen and Jenna ran in after hearing me screaming. Jenna pulled me into a hug, then brought me into another room. "Show me your wrists, I'm not going to tell." "Promise?
"Promise."

I slowly lifted up my sleeves with shaky hands, to reveal a few scars, cuts, and the words 'fat' and 'worthless' Jenna whispered "Oh my god." I quickly rolled my sleeves back up. "You've got to tell your mom!" "No, she'll send me to a hospital! Please don't!"
"She can help you!" My heart felt like it was shattering. "Please, Jenna." I begged her. "Don't do it." She was crying by now.

       "Look, I know how you feel. When my mom left, I thought it was my fault. I got really depressed and cut myself a few times." I was surprised, Jenna is always happy and she always makes me happy. "Why?" I was confused and shocked. "I don't know, but I'm better now." It wasn't that easy, I didn't think I was going to get better. "It gets better, Trust me."