This can't be it
Yesterday was rough. I had one of the hardest days i've had emotionally in a long time. By 10 o'clock i was watching the blood from my wrist go down the drain. Its not a cry for attention its a cry for I want out. I have awesome friends, I have an awesome family. I wouldn't do anything to hurt them, and I'm pretty sure this would have. My Mom just held me as I cried and I felt like a little boy. I'm supposed to be a man now, and have things figured out. I don't. My best friend DC gave me a wrist band and I cover the cuts with it. He told me if i think about doing it again, just look at it and know that he loves me. Why am I so lucky to have people that love me in my life? I don't understand a lot right now. I'm back to the point of where I'm so confused that I have no words to describe. If you read this, I love you and you're my friend. I'll try not to be so selfish anymore. I'm gonna go to a doctor and seek help...yet again. I'm cold.