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i have had an interesting couple of weeks. if you were at the show at the chariot show, then you might no what happend, i heard that a certian someone told everyone what happend, so i figured that i would just go ahead and tell anyone that reads this. at the show, i cut.. i felt like i was alone. and that no one would care if i was gone, and i was tired of feeling bad, and taking all these pills and none of it helping. i had maed up my mind that i was going to kill myself. i called my brother to tell him that i was feeling really shitty, and he told me to talk to zane cause he is easy to talk to, so i grabbed him and said, i am going to kill myself tonight. he grabbed my hand and said alot of really nice things, that at the time, i did not care, but for the record, thank you. then jake came up and asked to be alone with me, and i denied anything being wrong, then he saw the marks, and made me tell him. i did, and he sat me down, and told me nice things, but then he said that he had to call my dad. i was pissed. but he did, and my dad came, and he had me on suicide watch. he stayed up all night so that i could not do anything. the next day, when i woke up, i slit my wrist when my dad was running erands. my stepmom was there, and she saw me, and my dad came straight home, and then we went to the hospital. they sent me to summitridge and i was in patient for 3 days, and now i am PHP. it fucking blows. but atleast now you have the truth and not a distorted version of it. later