My name is Abby. I was the strong one of us two, me and my best friend. Until that day that I thought I made the right decision by sleeping with my best friend.
The day was perfect. We loved each other, we figured why not sleep with each other? We really didn’t see it as a big deal. We made love, and she went home afterwards. I thought, ‘wow, that just happened, and I loved that it happened.’ She didn’t. A few days later, she texted me and said, “I’m sorry, I can’t drag this out any longer. It didn’t feel right, I just love you as a friend.” I broke down. I gave her everything, only to have her dump me.
I did the first thing that came to my mind, to cut. I thought it would make me feel better, to take my mind off things. It didn’t. So I called my friend who really helped me out. She convinced me to stop, that the break-up wasn’t my fault, it was my ex’s. I learned who my true friends were through that awful experience. Although it hurt me, both physically and mentally, I learned two things: Don’t give it up to just anyone, really think about it first. And two: Don’t cut. Talk about your feelings, don’t hurt yourself. You’re worth it. You really are, remember that.
My friends helped me immensely. I really would’ve kept hurting myself. The next day after I cut, they helped me take care of the cuts and told me just how much they loved me. I owe them my life.
If I made it, you can too. You’re worth it. I don’t even know you, and I think you’re worth it. F—-k people who mess with you. Love yourself, always.