Dear mom and dad, I'm sorry for failing you. I'm sorry for not being your dream daughter, I know you did your nest and I know how much it hurt when you found out what I'm doing to myself. I'm sorry for letting you down.
I've never actually tried to take my life. But it scares me every time I think about it. The thought of no one caring that I'm gone scares me horribly. And I just don't think I'd ever have the guts to go through with it.
When I first self harmed in seventh grade it was wierd, I came home crying and I went to the bathroom. I wasn't thinking, I grabbed the shower razor and dragged it all over my legs leaving my skin puffy and stained red and stinging.