not always as they seem
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Written by hellhole 29. Sep 2008 11:22 PM
I ran into a teacher of mine today, one of my favs. I gave her hell a lot but we later became friends in my later years of school. Im not an easy person to deal with & i wasnt for her either but she stood by me plenty of times i dont really know why. she said how great i was doing, really had a hold of things etc.., if only she knew how far from the truth that was. There was a couple of incidents i recall coming to school with bandaged wrists she was concerned & kept asking me what happened & i told her i just sprained my wrists in a fall when in fact i had slit them quite badly. She knew i was lying but let it go, i dont think she really wanted the truth. I once did let her in on what i was thinking & she totally flipped out, cancelled her classes, wouldnt let me go to mine babysat me all day & made me swear id be back tomorrow. She called the cops, the hospital, mental health team. the principal suspended me & forced me to go into treatment or be expelled. I was one of her favourites to & she seemed distraught. I felt so guilty having involved her in my pain causing her pain to. Ive made this mistake a couple of times since but never ever again, i internalise more now. Maybe ill write to her i know where she lives its near my mums place & explain & apologise etc. If it werent for her i may not be here today. what do u think people?