Confessions of a Self Harmer

My friend calls me.
His name is Anthony too.
But I call him Spidey.
He killed a spider for me.
Spiders scare me.
But he killed it.
He saved me from it.
We talk every night.
Sometimes I stay up until 3 a.m. just talking to him.
He makes me laugh.
He makes me smile.
After we talk I go to sleep.
I don’t cut.
I don’t even think about it.
Spidey makes me happy.
I really like him.
I know I’m not supposed to.
I have my Anthony.
But I like having Spidey too.
He’s my best friend.