Well I started self-harming around 1 year ago and it is extremely hard to stop because some people can become addicted to it or the behavior and for me I did stop but then I started again after I had a mental breakdown and from then on I hardly ever trust anyone not even my mum.....
I see my therapist at least once a week, it does help a bit just talking about everything but I still cant cope with my horrible experience.
DON'T SELF-HARM.............
Thursday, 24 October 2013
Friday, 21 June 2013
Just an update !!
Well I haven't been blogging for a while because my gran is really not well. :'(
If I wasn't at school 5 days a blodddy week then maybe I could keep her company but anyway I can't because they won't let me.
I love my gran so much and if I could cure cancer I would.....
BUT I CAN'T!!!!!
She has lung and bone cancer and is slowly and painfully leaving me...
We got told that she has not got long at all, maybe at least a week or two.
My gran means millions to me and I would take a bullet for her but that's not the case with cancer, is it ? !!!
Put it this way she can't move, eat, drink, breath ... in fact she can barley do anything by herself.
Now my gran is staying in the hospital and , my dad , step mum, and more family members are staying over so she isn't alone ...
If I wasn't at school 5 days a blodddy week then maybe I could keep her company but anyway I can't because they won't let me.
I love my gran so much and if I could cure cancer I would.....
BUT I CAN'T!!!!!
Saturday, 1 June 2013
BOYS !!!!!!!
On minute he will be nasty to me and my pals in front of his pals then on Facebook he starts being all nicy nicy and then starts calling me names its like bitch please have u seen your ugly excuse of a face....
Just bcoz I finished with you dusnt mean u can treat me like a piece of shit....
I mean how can I be a slag, dog or a mut bcoz technicaly If u think about it u were the one that went out with me....
Just bcoz I finished with you dusnt mean u can treat me like a piece of shit....
I mean how can I be a slag, dog or a mut bcoz technicaly If u think about it u were the one that went out with me....
Thursday, 30 May 2013
The Break-Up And Beyond
When I was 2 and a half my mum and dad split up and tbh I'm actually glad coz I'm used to being with my mum and my step dad.
I see my dad at the weekends normally but I have fell out with him.
When I was 5 my mum got married to my step dad and have been married ever since.
For a while they broke up and we stayed with my auntie then we went on holiday and they got back together.
My dad has a girlfriend now an they are doing well.
Tang I think thats it.
I see my dad at the weekends normally but I have fell out with him.
When I was 5 my mum got married to my step dad and have been married ever since.
For a while they broke up and we stayed with my auntie then we went on holiday and they got back together.
My dad has a girlfriend now an they are doing well.
Tang I think thats it.
Wednesday, 29 May 2013
My younger years!
I can't really remember it that much because I was only 2 years old but I have heard some storys.
It was a rainy night and me, my mum and dad just got in from the park. We were soaking to the bone and had to get into nice, warm jammies.
My dad carried me upstairs and put me into an all-in-one then into my cot then he started to get his jammies on,
then it happened...
There was a big knock at the door then a stampede ran up the stairs and straight in to my room then they began to handcuff my dad and said
"We are arresting you on suspicion of...."
I started screaming my tiny little heart out whilst my dad tried to say over me "I love you so much, be good for your mum and i will see you soon"
But to this day he has never really explaind what had happened and why!!
It was a rainy night and me, my mum and dad just got in from the park. We were soaking to the bone and had to get into nice, warm jammies.
My dad carried me upstairs and put me into an all-in-one then into my cot then he started to get his jammies on,
then it happened...
There was a big knock at the door then a stampede ran up the stairs and straight in to my room then they began to handcuff my dad and said
"We are arresting you on suspicion of...."
I started screaming my tiny little heart out whilst my dad tried to say over me "I love you so much, be good for your mum and i will see you soon"
But to this day he has never really explaind what had happened and why!!
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