the months following that day were the hardest times of my life. i had to go to a therapist i personally did not like, i lost the guy that caused all this, was constantly being watched over and i lost a couple of friends. the worst thing of all was the fact that i made my brother, the person that means the world to me, cry. i felt so depressed and the only way i was used to coping with was the very thing that got me into this mess.
once december hit things were starting to look up; i no longer had to go to therapy, i got back with the guy, my parents were trusting me to be on my own, and made even better friends. Slowly from that point on, things were good for a long period of time.
Two years later, my arm has a hideous scar that will constantly remind me of that day and the guy that caused it. After the incident, i still was secretly dating the guy up until early 2010 before it ended for good. Within the two years of the incident, i have had only 1 minor slip up. i still struggle not cutting to deal, but things are getting easier now that i get myself out of unnecessary emotional stress and as i start to love myself.
once december hit things were starting to look up; i no longer had to go to therapy, i got back with the guy, my parents were trusting me to be on my own, and made even better friends. Slowly from that point on, things were good for a long period of time.
Two years later, my arm has a hideous scar that will constantly remind me of that day and the guy that caused it. After the incident, i still was secretly dating the guy up until early 2010 before it ended for good. Within the two years of the incident, i have had only 1 minor slip up. i still struggle not cutting to deal, but things are getting easier now that i get myself out of unnecessary emotional stress and as i start to love myself.
