so i didnt want to go to school, and i pretended to be sick. but, oh, the irony. im sick and i think i have the flu. so, my grandma's making me go to the doctors today and im really worried that he's going to see my cuts. but for the first time, i dont mind. i hope he does so i can go to a facility and get help.
i hate when they take my blood and i cry every time. that's my main concern. but, im gonna tryto hint it out to him and if he asks, i'll sayyes, i do self harm.
so im bringing a bookbag with me with an empty notebook inside and pens. so if i do end up going, then i can write my expierance and blog it. but, i would tell my grandma and i dont feel comfortabledoing so, so i think that the doctor doing it is much easier.