Back to my sad life, I put my mind towards looking at something more or less useful in distractioning me from the pain. I saw a pair of scissors laying around in the bedroom for when I worked on some random craft thing when I was in school.
'wonder if those will help my mood swings a bit'
I grabbed the scissors and decided back and forth if I should really harm myself. what would Aunt Cass think?
It would be better for her if you didnt exist. Maybe if you actually had the gall to kill yourself properly then there wouldn't be any problems.
My thoughts keep swimming in what seems to be a darker and darker path.
As I grab the scissors, I sliced up and down my arms with them. not very deep but enough to cause a scar.
--TIMESKIP: TWO WEEKS LATER--
As the cuts healed, I guess I am lucky I didnt need stitches. But It will prevent me from wanting to do it again knowing I have some way of remembering the pain of my life.
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Big Hero 6: Hiro's depression (Completed)
FanfictionBasically a fanfiction of what I go through with depression but instead of focusing on myself I use Hiro hamada who's the main character.
