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Friday, October 31, 2008

You are my healer

Yesterday could be the worst day ever in my life and
i really never want to experience it again.
I was so careless, i was stupid, i really hate myself for what happened.
Whenever i look at my scars, i keep thinking that this is all a nightmare
but it isn't. It's reality and i'm really scared.
I don't dare go out in public anymore. I don't want to have horrid scars
all over my whole leg. Crying for 2 hours due to hot pain, it sucks.
It feels as if your whole body's on fire. Tons of ice didn't help either.
Frozen cold ice packs didn't either. My whole leg was burning.
I just felt like committing suicide 'cos i couldn't take it anymore.
Now, looking at those horrible blisters just makes me hate myself more and more.
I hate the feeling where everyone's staring at you as if you're some alien.
Seeing their face go into disgust makes my self-esteem go down.
Lying on the horrible bed is scary and i hate it. Waiting for 45 minutes lying there,
just looking at the clock and time pass by is horrible.
The worst part is seeing all those horrible huge blisters forming.
Being surrounded by the nurses and telling me that it'll be okay.
But i know that no matter how many times they burst those blisters,
they'll just keep forming and forming. Feeling all the pus flow down my leg
and those needles poking my blisters just feels so disgusting.
I hate myself for being so stupid, really.
Those scars that may stay permanent on my leg will make me
remember every single pain that i went through yesterday.

Freak, so drama. Thanks Rebecca, Michelle and Tzeli for your concern :)
It definitely made me feel way better!
WHOEVER WHO WANTS PICTURES TELL ME, HAHHAH!

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