~a month after the incident~
I still think about my failed suicide attempt to this day. The scars that were stapled shut reminds me that I failed my mother, I tried to do what she wanted me to do and I failed. I had to go back to that god forsaken school after my attempt. If people in school knew about my suicide attempt, I'd just be picked on even more. I'd be under the title of 'freshman who attempted suicide and failed'. I've also been thinking for a while, I have been wanting to wear shorts and a short sleeve shirt. I think I'll do that tomorrow, maybe I'll end up over thinking and wear my normal jeans, sweatshirt, and shoes.
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So I am on the way to school, I did end up wearing shoes and jeans, but I decided to wear a short sleeve shirt. But I brought a sweater just in case. My phone vibrated, I looked at who texted me and it as my mom.
M-your mom Y-you
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M-Why are you wearing a short sleeve shirt?
Y-Becsause I feel like it
M-People will make fun of you because of your scars
Y-Oh well
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I shoved my phone into my backpack because my mom was pissing me off. She thinks I can't wear whatever I want because of what I've done. She is the main reason why I have these scars. This would be the first time anybody in my school would see all the scars on my arms, of course except Sam and Colby. I feel like Rylee is going to make fun of me for it. I also feel like people are going to try to avoid me even more.
As soon as I saw the school I started to mentally freak out. I stopped, took my backpack off, and put my sweater on. If I get too warm I will take it off, but also if I don't overthink again. I grabbed my backpack and put it back on.
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Hey sorry its been so long, I'm running out of ideas. Halp. I'm updating this in school and the teacher has the power to look at my screen on her computer and I don't want her too see this oml
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