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From: elysewreaths@gmail.com To: scottmccall21@gmail.com Subject: Did you know?
Dear Scott,
Did you know the first week you ignored me I cried in my pillow a half an hour? Did you know the second week you ignored me I threw out all my papers that I doodled hearts and your name on? Did you know the third week you ignored me I threw a glass against the wall? Did you know the fourth week you ignored me I cut my arm while trying to cook? It was accidental and I still have the scar.
Did you know the third month you ignored me I took off all the pictures I had up of us in my locker and threw them away? Did you know the fourth month I cried myself to sleep every night for three weeks? Did you know the fifth month you ignored me I was subscribed anti-depressants? I still am subscribed to them.
Did you know the seventh month you ignored me I cut myself out of all our pictures and threw myself away, just like you did to me? Did you know I wrote down everything I remembered of our friendship, trying to see where I went wrong. I still have the notebooks I used.
Did you know on my sixteenth birthday I didn't eat at all? For a few months eating felt like a chore. I didn't eat much and I often rejected food. I would eat snacks and feel hunger but I never knew what to eat. I solved it with burying myself in my homework and listening to music. Sleeping was not an option.
Did you know on my seventeenth birthday I cut my wrist twice before quitting. I was never one for pain. It did not feel good for me. Being in control of my pain? It wasn't a pain I wanted to feel that again. I know that's suicidal and crazy, but you were never there anymore, there wasn't anyone to stop me.
Did you know,
I'm sorry?
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