Kylie Ann :]

on april 26th, 2010 i shoved 2 bottles of asprin down my troat. my mom found me and we went to the er at concord hospital. i spent about 6 hours in there getting my stomach pumped and was put into a room with nothing but padding. they let me go home to pack my things and get some sleep.. around 9am on april 27th, 2010 i was admitted into hampstead hospital (private mental hospital).. it was great but scary and it helped. on may 4th, 2010 i was released from the hospital and went back into the real world.. things did change and have slowly been going back to normal, and today i realized that i wish my mom wouldnt have found me. why ??? so i wouldnt have to see the look of disgust she gives me everyday when she sees my face. also i wish there was more pills, because 57 wasnt enough… i wish i died. again why ? so my parents would have to live with they pain of losing me everyday and knowing that it was their fault. they pain they would of felt is nothing compared to the pain ive been feeling the past 17 years. ive gone almost 2 years without cutting myself or trying to kill myself and now those thoughts are coming back.. and im literally dying on the inside.. if i get pushed over the edge again i hope that no one finds me.. and ill make sure no one will.. because then ill finally be able to breathe. and to be able to breathe is all i want..

13th December 2011

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