I had an anxiety attack in the last ten minutes of school
today. Everything was fine until my anatomy teacher started
talking about addictions and someone asked about cutting. She
tried to explain it-- she has no clue. None of them do. I had to
leave the room because of flashbacks. I kept tugging down my
sleeves, and in that moment, I wanted nothing mroe than to cut
myself again and again.
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Just try to think of tomorrow as a new day, your new fresh start and know that the rest of the week doesn't have to be terrible because of that one panic attack.
Please, for me, a total stranger (that still cares about your wellbeing) don't cut yourself again. Don't give into the urge, you'll respect yourself so much more after you have acknowledged that it's something you desperately want to do, but don't, because you know how bad it is for you.
Anyway, if you EVER need to talk, send me a message. I'm always on my wattpad which is linked on my profile and if you like you can send me an email at hoodski3@gmail.com xx
I especially hate it when they make sick jokes out of them.