"I don't know what to do!"
"Honey, calm down! You'll go through this as you've always gone." - my cousin trys to help me by the phone.
I can't handle my life anymore. People just hate me for no reason and the ones that don't hate me, they just find me disgusting. I can't walk around the school ground without being mistreated and lately, I've been reciving death threats by message. Today, I recived one saying that I'm ugly, fat and disgusting, that I shouldn't be allowed to live... just basic things. Why do people do this to me? What have I done wrong?
"No, I can't handle it..." - I cry.
"Yes, you can. Listen to me, you're beautiful and I love you, ok? I need to turn off the phone now. Sorry, calm down, bye!"
| Phone call off |
"I can't..." - I whimper as I notice she's not there anymore. Even the only person who supports me left me in my worst moment. But they're right. I'm disgusting,I hate myself, everytime I look myself in the mirror, I feel sick and my only escape is the blade I hide between my books. I need to help all those people, I don't deserve to live.