* Warning: suicide scenes depicted in this chapter *
Deciding that I finally needed to get up and face reality, I took a few deep breaths and then opened my eyes.
And just like I feared I was still in my own restroom, laying in the bathtub. I looked down at the water that I was laying in and cringed a little internally. The water was completely red-tempered. No longer was there any clear water or even water with a slight amount of red from my blood mixing into the water, making it a very light pink color. Now it was a deep red, bordering on being dark enough that I was laying in a bath of nothing but blood.
How was I able to lose so much blood and still be alive to think about the color of water. No, with this much blood I should have been dead.
I looked at my arms to see what typ
