Everyone seems to have two lives. Whether they are both good, both bad, or opposite. But it seems like we all have two sides…
I live the double life, outside smiling and laughing, having the best time of my life. Occasionally sad due to natural things such as death and such, things people extpect me to be sad about. But inside I feel as if I’m just trapped inside my head. It’s always different there…sometimes I’m falling…sometimes I’m drowing…and other times I just sit there, watching. I watch the people around me, happy. And I always it to stay that way forever. I’ve spent all my life trying to make people happy. Whenever I made them smile, it made me feel like I was absorbing the pain they had. But I still kept on, helping any way I could.
People say we have bottles inside us that needs to be drained out from time to time. Some of us have our own ways of releasing the pain. Whether it’s healthy or not… I’ll never get the courage to tell anyone about my unhealthy scars, laying on my arms, that each tell a story.
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I cut but only when I’m numb.it sucks wanting help but afraid to get it which makes it even worse *hope you get better
I’m always numb… It’s the only way to release it… I can’t cry because they’ll know. Then I have to many questions~
Thanks! Same to you.