I've never actually had the guts to dig the razor far enough into my wrist to do serious damage-my dad would find out almost immediately, because he just knows these things (and he's a doc). However, within the past couple of week's I've been getting closer and closer, though I've had more ups than downs the downs are really bad.
I'll be the first to admit that i'm a freak-in a school so small that there's no other freaks to get along with. I've talked to people so little over the past few years that i can't trust my voice, and words i could say when i was ten come out strangely. I had hearing problems up until i was about six, so i dived into books. That hasn't worked out well, because now there's no-one i can turn to. my classmates don't even notice that i'm in the room.
It's nearing my birthday, and i would prefer it if my brothers (Same bday) don't find blood in the bathroom, or worse, me. seeing as no-one i know can help, and i'm a complete and utter wreck, would anyone like to stall me? Just for four days, that's all.