Back in January of 04, when I was first starting my job. This girl came knocking on the windows. She had just slit her wrist and changed her mind. I was forced to use what skills I had, and call an ambulance and everything.
The situation caused me 2 competing emotions. First off I was prooud of my self, and my ego was at full charge.
BUt to this day its been difficult to see blood...or to think or razors.
This past weekend one of my client's told me that she succeed in her last attempt a lil while back.
It just hit me now.
Fuck.
The situation caused me 2 competing emotions. First off I was prooud of my self, and my ego was at full charge.
BUt to this day its been difficult to see blood...or to think or razors.
This past weekend one of my client's told me that she succeed in her last attempt a lil while back.
It just hit me now.
Fuck.
fenchurch:
Loved it.