Pulling on her sweater, Kadence's face was one of disgruntlement. Just one more episode... just twenty more minutes of her darling Shion... why did school have to be today? Why couldn't it be a Saturday? But, considering the events she'd heard about yesterday, complaining about not seeing another episode of Savers seemed pretty inane. She really shouldn't be saying such stupid things after two of her friends passed. Suicides, apparently.Grabbing her stuff as well as a rather plain slice of toast, Kay said her goodbyes to her parents for the day, and left for school. She didn't mind it, honestly. The cesspool of bullying never quite reached her- mostly because she was out of range from it due to her skyrocketed reputation. It seemed strange to her that she was in a group full of untouchable gods and goddesses, yet here she was: an ordinary girl hiding her hobbies in plain sight.Finally, the small walk to school was over for her. Time for her to actually get through to her locker. If Kay remembered right... Homeroom was first. Thank the gods! She wasn't ready for any work first thing. Navigating her way around the growing crowds, she reached her locker, and immediately began to twist in the combination for it. Stuffing her belongings into the small space, she made sure to cover up her poster on the door. Nobody could see that. Even if she did want people to know she had a limited-edition piece of Amber Origin 3 merch.---Ah, another nice morning. Fixing her hair, Marinette smiled at herself in the mirror. Perfect. Now, food... she was starving. Making sure she didn't tip over any perfume bottles or makeup containers, the brunette brushed down her skirt before rushing down the stairs. Taking a bowl of cereal, she began to contemplate the news she was given the day prior. Two of her friends had committed suicide. It seemed odd, but she really shouldn't question it. They must've had something really bad happen.Cleaning up her bowl and saying her goodbyes, Marinette took off out the front door, belongings in hand. School wasn't far from her home, so she could just walk the way there. Of course, her mother always showed resentment towards it, but it at least saved the car from running out as quickly, didn't it? Her house began to disappear from view as swiftly as the school began to show its face toward her path.Entering the building, Marinette saw faces turn her way. Of course, it was expected. Some were in awe of her, some a little more resentful. It was to be expected from her place in the Popular clique. Reaching her locker, she checked her schedule (it appeared she had Homeroom first) and immediately began to pack away her supplies in the space of her locker.---Georgetta had been sitting in front of the bathroom mirror for what seemed like an age now, pep-talking herself for the day ahead. She could do it. She could get through today. Today was going to be a good day... well, at least better than yesterday with its depressing news. Honestly, any day was better than yesterday. She'd barely spoken to the last queen bee and her boyfriend, but they seemed nice enough to care about.Finishing her encouraging, Georgie tiptoed downstairs as to not wake up her mother, who was likely sleeping after working late. Taking an apple and slowly eating the fruit, she picked up her belongings and left for her school. Like most in her area, the school was close enough to walk to. Nobody really liked to walk, but it wasn't far, and it at least got them excercise outside of terrible PE classes.Finally reaching school, Georgie scanned the crowds in the building to find her friends. So far, there was Kay, who really didn't talk much, and Marinette (called "Marin" by Georgie), who was pretty nice. Not wanting to seem weird by immediately walking up to them and talking to them, the green-haired girl instead settled toward her locker.
"Boysrock50" wrote: "-Oracle-" wrote: I don't understand why you'd inflict pain to deal with pain.
I suppose it gets to the point where everything seems to be going wrong for you and it leads to you blaming yourself for all these problems. You start to hate yourself and unfortunately self harm can be seen as a way of releasing all that built up emotion. Though I think it's something you'd have to have been through yourself to truly understand the reasons.
Yea like it doesn't necessarily cancel other pain out, it just helps to forget about it....although it doesn't last for very long :/
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"-Oracle-" wrote:I don't understand why you'd inflict pain to deal with pain. I suppose it gets to the point where everything seems to be going wrong for you and it leads to you blaming yourself for all these problems. You start to hate yourself and unfortunately self harm can be seen as a way of releasing all that built up emotion. Though I think it's something you'd have to have been through yourself to truly understand the reasons.