Kurt finds out that if he would have committed suicide he would have missed the one of the best things to happen to him. Warning: Talk of self harm and suicide
Nobody loves me
One cut
The taunting will never stop
Two cuts
I hope they are happy, I’m doing as they told me to do “why don’t you just do everyone a favor and kill yourself homo”
Three cuts
Relief
Darkness
Sanctuary
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“He’s waking up!”
I opened my eyes then regretted it immediately. Bright lights burned my eyes. Where was I? Was this Heaven? Bright lights and annoying beeping sounds?
“Kurt can you hear me?”
I tried to speak but my throat was so dry.
I opened my eyes and saw my dad starring down at me.
“Kurt why did you do it?”
Do what? My wrists were itchy and as I went to itch them I felt gauze. Oh.
“Water.” I choked out.
Dad helped me drink. I felt so vulnerable.
“Why Kurt?”
After a moment I answered, “no one loves me, no one wants to be with me, you told me when I go to college there would be people there who have been through the same things as me and can help me. Why did you lie dad?”
A tear fell down his face, it was heartbreaking. He didn’t say anything. He stood up and left.
Why am I alive? No one will love me and I’m just causing my dad more harm than good. The world would be better off without me.
Kurt watched as his door open and a boy his age with gelled down hair and a bowtie emerged.
“I’m sorry I must have the wrong room, this hospital is so confusing.”
“What’s your name?”
“Blaine Anderson, yours?”
“Kurt Hummel.”
There was a moment of silence.
“If you don’t mind me asking Kurt, but what happened?”
“I tried to commit suicide. But now I’m kind of glad someone found me.”