Personal Narrative: The Future

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The future. In the future, those I love will feel pain. My friends and family will all hurt. I’m so sorry. I’ve battling self-confidence issues since i can remember. When sophomore year started, I knew something was wrong. I felt lonely and worthless. Every day I would wake up and prepare to act as if I were someone else so everyone at school wouldn't know that something was wrong. It started as random thoughts of self-mutilation often popping up in class and scaring me. Every time those thoughts would pop up I would just imagine shooting myself and they would go away. Over the course of time, these thoughts progressed from self-mutilation to suicide. Every night I would think about it in the shower and before I went to sleep. After some time,

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