Fixing it out....

So today my friend dragged me to see my guidance teacher. To "talk" about my problems. I was scared at first but once I got talking to him I was alright.

Chemistry didn't help much with fixing my problems. It sorta added to it with the pressure of everyone one and everyone of my "problems". My constant record,in my mind, of comments made in one day(today...7). It's all building up inside of me and I WANT to cut I feel like it is the only way forward for me but as I was told today I should maybe write about it. Jemma I will try and write about my feelings for my benefit because one day I will probably end up die the way I was going.

So Jemma....
I promise on my own life I will never self harm after tonight. And if I may choose to break this promise you can never talk to me until I'm 6feet under.....