22. A/n: Please read
This is a authors note, but please read ok on with this thingy:
So today in handbells, I had my sleeves pulled up and my self harm scars (which are quite noticeable) weren't covered.
It was the first time in a long time I felt comfortable even showing off my forearms.
And then someone scratched one of the scars and it reopened and was bleeding so i hissed in pain.
One of the other girls who I was in there with, her names Alaina, was like 'what what's wrong?"
And then reached forwards and tried to grab my wrist and look at it. I panicked like I always do when someone I'm not close to even comes near my arms, and I said no no stop.
The she dropped my arm and said 'you cut yourself. Cutter.' In this really disgusted kind of way.
Do you have any idea how horrible that makes people feel? For the rest of the day I wouldn't let my sweat shirt ride up even past my knuckles.
Like seriously. Don't fucking judge me until you know my story like come on. Just the way she said it made me so insecure and angry. But mostly it hurt.
My friend asked why didn't I ever get help, and she asked this while I was self harming. I said because of fear. People would judge me and they would think it was for attention and shit.
Well guess what! It wasn't!
Sorry I just....really needed to rant. New chapter will be up tomorrow.
Bye guys love you. ❤️
Peace out Girl Scouts