Literal, angry, scars.
TRIGGER WARNING! SUICIDAL IDEATION AND ATTEMPT
I tried to kill myself and I have scars from it. Not scars on my arms, scars on my legs and feet. I got hypothermic burns on my legs from having hypothermia and scraping up my legs. I was bandaged up for a good month. I’m still healing. I think the marks on my legs will disappear, but I think I still will have the scars on my feet. All of my neuroses are going to make it impossible to wear flip flops or heels. And trust me, I have a lot of flip flops and heels. It is just another thing to be self-conscious about.
I know it is my fault. I don’t blame anybody else. Like I’ve said before “Mistakes were made and consequences ensued.” I just thought that maybe if I put it out there, maybe I won’t be as scared to wear flip flops. I already have a cover story if anybody notices. I dropped boiling water on my feet.
I know that I am rambling, but I have so many thoughts and feelings about what happened that it is hard to straighten them out and put them into words. I should probably talk to my therapist about it. It is just so hard.