But the gauze is staying on there, I'm afraid to take the gauze off, I don't want it to start bleeding again. I'll wait until monday when the doctor looks at it, but this will just remind me to never go that far again, hopefully.
I was in a fragile state that day I did it, and my ex-bestfriend girlfriend was encouraging me to do it because I think she felt threatened and I guess I just broke down and it just happened, granted that isn't the first time she did it. She's been doing it for awhile.
My sister said the gun recoil is probably what saved me because I was aiming for my heart, but missed by an inch the doctors said.
But on the plus side, I at least feel happier atm. I hope it last, but then again it could be the antidepressants that are making me feel happier, IDK.
