Why Am I Here?

This girl wants to know if she is here for a reason and what it is because she is on the verge of killing herself. People tell her that she is beautiful, that she is not fat, etc.; however, she still feels fat even though she is only 100 pounds. She is always cutting herself and she wears long-sleeve shirts & her boyfriend worries about her.


3. Why?

Abby- "Chris, why did you come here?"

Chris- "To stop you from killing yourself because I love you and I don't want you to die."

Abby- "But you don't understand. This shit has been going on my entire life and you only saw the high school part of it."

Chris- "That doesn't mean you should end your life. You have a bright future ahead of you. You are so smart, Abby, you just don't want to believe it."

Abby- "Why do you compliment me so much? I don't deserve those compliments. They are all lies, anyway."

Chris- "That is some bullshit. The compliments I give you are true. You are beautiful, smart, funny, and so many other things."

Abby- "You say that all you want, but I look in the mirror and I see a fat, ugly, stupid, bitch."

Chris- "Stop bringing yourself down, Abby."

Abby- "It's not just me, you know. It's those other fucking bitches, too."

Chris- "I know that, but just because they are lowering your self-esteem doesn't mean you have to lower it even more."

Abby- "I'm always depressed, so it doesn't even matter to me."

Chris- "Well, it matters to me, god damn it. I hate seeing you like this, cutting yourself and trying to killing yourself in any possible way that you can. I just can't stand it."

Abby- "Fine. I'll make you a deal: when those bitches at school stop calling me names, I'll stop trying to kill myself."

Chris- "But that might never happen."

Abby- "Exactly my point."

Chris- "I think that you need to go see a therapist."

Abby- "DON'T YOU THINK I'VE TRIED?! I have tried to get help before, but nothing has fucking worked. You know, I thought you were different, but you're not. You are just like everyone else, telling me to get fucking help."

Chris- "I just thought it might do you some good. I thought that someone could help you to stop your cutting."

Abby- "NOTHING CAN FUCKING STOP ME FROM CUTTING! And I am sorry to say that. But nothing can stop me."

Chris- "If you're gonna have that attitude, then I don't think that we should be together anymore. I swore to myself that I could help you get better, but obviously I can't. So if I can't help you after I have tried basically fucking everything, then I don't want to be with you anymore."

Abby- "Fine with me. I don't want a guy that won't believe me when I say that fucking nothing can stop me from cutting myself or trying to kill myself. And I don't want a guy that will tell me that I need help. I will get help when I know that I need help."

Chris- "Fine. Just know that I was only trying to help you out because I loved you."

Abby- "Just leave now. We're not together anymore so what's the point of you being here anyway, besides telling me that I need to get help?"

Chris- "I'm leaving. I hope you don't kill yourself."


Abby- OMG. Now my life is even more fucked up even more. I have no guy, no loving parents, my grades are awful, do I need to go on? I hate my fucking life, it's just fucking awful. Maybe if I just join one stupid club, then my grades will get better and then I might be a little bit happier. Maybe it will make my parents happier, too. They would probably notice me a little bit more than they do now, but if I joined a sport, then it would be I was like their whole fucking world.






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