You left me, how could you do this to me? What did I do wrong to you? Did I say something that made u angry or frustrated? Did I make you hate me for something I said or did. Did I hurt you by being honest. Should I have done something different. Can’t you just come back, I miss you John. Please just don’t do this to me, come back. I get you’re angry, but don’t do this to me. Please, I’m...

I can't believe I’m where I am right now. I thought that I was strong enough to go on without the need to cut. It kills me to say this, I hid it from my family and most of my friends for years. But, they know now. Last night I tried to commit suicide. I cut and cut my wrist, blood stained my pain skin from my wrist to my elbow, it dripped onto my thighs and my carpet. It makes me sick to think...