Sometimes my life sucks. There are those days where I just want to run around screaming at people until they lock me away. There are those days where I cry until I physically can't anymore, but I still feel empty. There are those days where I just want to cut myself open and watch as I bleed out, but I just can't bring myself to pick up the knife.
It's been seven and a half months since I cut myself. It started off as a release, but grew into a habit and eventually consumed me entirely. I'm slowly preventing myself from continuing this, but every now and then I just can't help myself. Sometimes I think I'm crazy for doing this to my body, other times it's the only thing that makes sense to me. Life is so fractious and draining so if this helps me get through it all, then why do you care? Because I'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all, that's what I'm afraid of.
i dont really get why people do this but it is interesting anyawy. you do realise now we are going to check your arms for cuts now & rip on you if you fall over!!!!!!!
ReplyDeletehaha its just a story, i don't actually cut myself.
ReplyDeletebut i was talking to someone who does and once you understand why they do it, you really feel for them. it's quite sad :(