So, great move on my part today. I technically got sent home early from school.


Technically meaning the consellor wanted me home. He didn't feel I was safe at school.

Meaning, I have to had said or done something to make him believe this.


I wrote a letter, to myself, about how life was going, what I would do to end it and such. Basically, I wrote about who my stuff would go too. Etc.


My teacher saw it and sent me there.
Lucky me.

All I had been doing was listening to my music, drawing and then I just..wrote that.
I also wrote a story about a girl cutting herself.

I explained to the consellor about it, and he called my mom.
She came and picked me up.


So I was only in school for about two hours before I got home.

Somethings wrong, can't you see ?
I don't know what it is.
I think ..it might be that bipolar thing, because I was all happy and smiling before class started. Then, I was ..that.

Yeah.

Just thought I'd let ya'll know what happened.
I don't know whether writing this out makes me feel better, or worse.