I hate you. I hate this. I want to die, I'm going to kill myself and I hope you're the one to find my body. - I said these very words once, not that long ago.
I grew up with the mantra, 'Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me.' but as I've gotten older, and thrown many words around myself... I realise just how untrue that saying is, especially when it comes to those around me that I love.
My husband - we met when we were only fifteen and began dating. When he was...
Monday, 20 July 2015
Tuesday, 14 July 2015
The Most Secret Thoughts
November 5th, 2014.
I spent the evening working a regular shift, smiling and laughing with coworkers and completing my tasks to the best of my ability. At the end of the shift I clocked out, gathered my things from my locker and left with a smile and a wave.
Nobody knew what I was planning. They didn't know that I had supplies... knives and pills... and a plan. They didn't know that it could have been the last time that they would see me.
November 6th, 2015.
I held a razor to my...
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