So I ended up cutting my wrists last night. My body was numb, as were my emotions and thoughts. I cut through a thin layer of skin, trying to split the vein. Unfortunately, the blade in my box cutter is extremely dull. I put an "t" or a cross on each wrist, (if u make a jagged edge cut, the paramedics or drs have a very hard time trying to sew the veins back together again.) Frustrated that I didn't cut the vein, and that I was going to wake up again tomorrow, I thrust the blade under my left eye, next to my nose. After that, I passed out. And what really hurts, Drew saw me unconcious on the bathroom floor for like 6 hours, and left me there:-( it's like nobody cares. He used the bathroom while I layed there. Said he just checked to make sure I was still breathing. He is the only person, the only family I have. And yet he didn't try to wake me up.
**************************************************************************************************I did write a note here last night. But decided to go back and delete that with this one. I am okay. But tired. I am sorry guys.
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