So I don't particularly know what I'm doing, as I'm not used to asking for help. But I'm terrified of what I'm doing, so I thought I might.
I don't even know why I'm doing this. I just suddenly felt like shit and it turned into this. There's no real reason. So I feel a little ridiculous. But all I know is that I'm covered in blood and cuts, and I took some diet pills [Not enough to do anything too bad]. And I feel like dying, I really do. There have to be at LEAST one hundred cuts on my arm, and like ten on my leg. It doesn't even really hurt anymore.
But I told my boyfriend and my mom I wouldn't do this anymore. And it makes me feel even worse that I did it.
I'm just so fat and disgusting and pathetic and worthless. I'm not even good at starving. Doing nothing. And I can barely make myself go into public anymore, because why should everyone have to see me like this?
I just really, really want to die. And I'm scared.
I don't even know why I'm doing this. I just suddenly felt like shit and it turned into this. There's no real reason. So I feel a little ridiculous. But all I know is that I'm covered in blood and cuts, and I took some diet pills [Not enough to do anything too bad]. And I feel like dying, I really do. There have to be at LEAST one hundred cuts on my arm, and like ten on my leg. It doesn't even really hurt anymore.
But I told my boyfriend and my mom I wouldn't do this anymore. And it makes me feel even worse that I did it.
I'm just so fat and disgusting and pathetic and worthless. I'm not even good at starving. Doing nothing. And I can barely make myself go into public anymore, because why should everyone have to see me like this?
I just really, really want to die. And I'm scared.