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 Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 1:40 pm
Pardon my language through here, there's only a thin filter in my head right now.
How the hell did I become the person everyone decides to dump their problems on? Seriously! I mean, I know that they trust me not to tell anyone, since I'm just that kind of person, but do they have any idea how much this stuff builds up and eats at me? Apparently not. It's not that what they tell me offends me, but that I can't tell a single soul half the time.
Onto another thing. I want to know how the hell she can do this to herself!?!? Why did she decide to get to the point of cutting! It's like I don't have a choice anymore but to keep my mouth shut and go with the flow. If I go to the counselor, that will just make her life so much worse, and then I'll be involved even more in this crap! She already has to go there because the counselor betrayed her promise and told her mom that she thought she was suicidal! And now she's being a complete idiot and cutting her wrists! I think one of my other friends is cutting too, but I can't ask her easily... *screams silently*
My other friend is always treated worse than crap by anyone who she likes, even if they don't notice their wrongs. And I just found out that she takes pills.
Agh! I can't even remember the rest of what I was going to put here because I can't think straight. I just feel like crying. Sometimes it seems like I'm the only sane one, but half the time I'm not even sure about that. I would explain, but I can't even make myself believe it, so how would anyone else understand?! I just want to curl up in a ball and cry. But that would just give me another headache like yesterday. Everything just builds up so much, that I can't even remember my own problems. Not that any of my friends ever ask. If they do though, it's right as I'm trying to sort them out, so I simply lie and say everything's fine, I'm just tired. I wish someone would look back and tell me to tell the truth. *sigh*
Obviously I have ignored this room too long.
Oh god. No. Just. NO. I just found out that both the two I was concerned about cutting are actually cutting. This. Cannot. Be. Happening. This. Cannot. Be. Happening.
Can this get anymore ******** screwed up??!?!?
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 3:38 pm
I'm so sorry. I went through about this exact same thing a few years ago with friends cutting and on pills and me being the dumping ground for problems and fights. I honestly don't have much advice i can give. I would say don't handle it like i did, but i can't think of anything better. So good luck.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 3:01 pm
What the blazes goes through those girls' heads? Stop doin' that! It won't solve anything, go ask a doctor for some anti-depressants. mad
TL;DR Tell them to stop being useless body abusers and ask their parent for a trip to the doctor.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 3:04 pm
boo- I'll try. Thanks though (:
Toon- I told the (kinda) told the counselor (anonymously) and so one of the peoples Mom now knows, but luckilly she hasn't cut for a few days now.. And I would tell them that, if they were able to afford a doctor's appointment. neutral
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