Emotional wreak, slowly fading on the inside, Joyful, happy person on the outside. I sit with every word running through my head. Bitch, fag, emo,worthless,stupid,cuunt-Just to name a few.I can't rely on cuts or burns to control my pain. I can't hope that someone will care enough to stop me. I can't add on to my already numerous hospital visits for them to save me.
I pace around trying to think of a good solution-nothing. I couldn't stop shaking;Depression setting in and my anxiety levels skyrocketing. I couldn't stop shaking. I couldn't handle a break down like this. I haven't got an idea how to deal with it until-A note. I got my pad of paper and a sharpie and began.
Dear Mum and Dad, I did this for a reason. The heartbreak, the words, the abuse! Its too overwhelming, I just can't take it! Everyday I get the same shit! These wounds are left unhealed, now and forever I'll always be with you, just not here, Please do not mourn, Its for the best. i love you forever and always. ~Carissa
I messaged everyone a simple goodbye as I started the whole process.
I picked on my blade and held the shiny, cold object to my wrist as i pressed down with force. I pulled it across my pale skin and dark blood began to gush out, "This is for the fag I am" I said. I continued this with everyone word I've ever gotten, until I was merely sitting in a pool of my own blood. I sat like this for nearly twenty minutes until I got a bit of strength to pick myself up to finish.
I got up and walked through the corridors of my large house until I came across the spare room. I rummaged through the cabinets until i came a across and messily covered device. I slowly reached for it as the cloth fell off. I studied it for a moment before cocking it and raising it to my head. I hesitated before placing my finger on the trigger, "In with the bullet, out with the hearts" I said before a flash, Ending it all.
Society Killed The Teenager.