Mar 25, 2004 16:34
I took a trip to hell and back today. Had to see the doctor, for I was curled up in the fetal position all day in bed. Had to see my counselor today, for reasons that will not be said.
The doctor made me take tests, tests where I couldn't tell any lies. I had to show him my cuts, my scars, my tear stained face from crying so hard. I had to open myself up, to a damn doctor that I don't even know.
"You do drugs? Crack? Weed?"
"No,I don't do anything..."
"You drink?"
"No."
"Your mother said you used to mark yourself, is that true?"
"Yea..."
"When's the last time you did that?"
"Today"
"Oh..."
I hate doctors, they do nothing except give you medication or put you away. I rather be locked away then have to swallow four pills a day.
I took a trip to hell today, I'm still on my way back.