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How it started

Contributed by poetrygirl1991 on Tuesday, 10th May 2005 @ 03:06:34 PM in AEST
Topic: self-harmpoetry



It all started on a horrible day in March ...i just got through with dinner and i felt that everything that day was going on,
So thats when it all started. First there was a mark on my wrist then there were the tears coming down....i kept srying cnstantly, trying not to cry softly, so i wouldnt make a sound
I tried telling my best friend but all she did was tell the councelor,
the councelor didnt do a thing so i had to tell my parents
they were very discouraged by my choice, theyll never understand, another day went by and like the day before it was horrible, so i sat in mi room and did it again, i made myslef cry right before i bought out safety pin....
it hurt so bad and i kept it to myself, i never ever wanted any 1 to find out...
Evryone kept asking what happened and i had to lie even to mi closest friends, i worried them so much...
A few would tease me bout it, especially mi stepdad and he started telling me i was fat so i stopped eating all together , that lasted for a week...it was quite horrible, but i felt so damn weak...
i try to explain why ...but nobody quite understands that there is not but one particular reason, but rather a million, no one under stands though, so i sit on mi steps and think to myself should i do it again, its like an addiction once yew get started yew dont kno how to stop....
No one understands and ive finally realized thats how its always gonna be....
Life is gonna have to turn around for me...or i might not see it tomarrow...
im thankful that one of my friends stopped me before i put myslef in the hospital or possibly killed myslef, i as on that route, but thanks to one friend who really cared about me...i didnt get that far..and i never will. matter of fact im going to a psciatrist. Thanks to one friend who stood up and told me what i meant in this world, i hope every1 has a friend like her, who would be there for yew when ever yew need it most.




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Re: How it started (User Rating: 1 )
by heartless_soul on Tuesday, 10th May 2005 @ 03:29:31 PM AEST
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this is very heart felt and from you soul, I am thankful that you are now getting help, and I am gald that you have a friend like this to help and care for you. it is an addiction and there is no way to be able to tell you how to quit you just have to, ( I dont mean to preach because I havent stoped cutting and I dont think that I will...*huffs*) this was a truly good poem and it is good to see that you are able to write about this I do hope that you are able to over come this and be a better person for it (I know that sounds old but its true). Be well.


Re: How it started (User Rating: 1 )
by Aika on Tuesday, 10th May 2005 @ 03:31:57 PM AEST
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My dear!
Life is about much more than just being twiggy as someone wishes.. but most important thing is : be yourself .. enjoy the life.. there are still lots of things to enjoy. Hope you soon get well and.. you know..In our lives.. what should come, comes.. always for reason. Fingers crossed and woow - what a great friend you have!!!! Take care, love, aika:-)


Re: How it started (User Rating: 1 )
by papaya322 on Saturday, 14th May 2005 @ 10:48:13 PM AEST
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wow........i can really relate wit this piece.......it awesome and it conveys how you feel perfectly.

Keep writing!!!


Re: How it started (User Rating: 1 )
by assassinatorgirl on Sunday, 15th May 2005 @ 09:21:00 AM AEST
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i can relate as well. though there were spelling errors that kind of bugged me, i liked the content, and i too am planning on going into that field, except as a psychologist, becase i don't believe medicine solves anything, merely masks it.


Re: How it started (User Rating: 1 )
by sprinter27 on Sunday, 15th May 2005 @ 08:28:07 PM AEST
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very powerful poem. i like it a lot ('cept for the spelling errors, sorry). thank your truely awesome friend for me! and keep her close to you. keep up the good work!

~sprints




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