ive done the unthinkable. And where did it get me? I fucked up my family, my friendships, my health.
AND FOR WHAT?
Am I angry? No. Yes. Definitely. I'm left speechless from my own actions. How could I be so foolish, so juvenile? My own life is eroding in front of me, time is slipping put of my fingers and all I can do is
watch.
At this point youre probably itching for me to just spit out the sinful deed. I decided to call a hotline about my self harming addiction. I told them the root of the issues (my family, stress, etc) the whole shebang. They assured me that it was confidential. Confidential my ass.
The next day I was confronted by child services! The government! Here to send me to crisis immediately and interrogate my parents. I dont remember much afterwards, the fact that it was all my fault threw me into a dissociative state.
Best holiday ever.
