Too far gone.

I keep trying to write a post on here, but nothing ever seems to come out right.

I’ve been deteriorating rapidly–Friday I got in an argument with my mom, and I went to the kitchen to grab a lighter and burn myself like I do sometimes–but then I heard the garage opening, meaning my dad was home–so I put the lighter in my pocket and grabbed a knife, did what I needed to do, and placed it in the sink and ran up to my room before he saw that I was awake. I have three gashes on my left calf, and two on my left thigh, and I keep looking at these scars now and thinking about how far gone I am. I don’t think I’m fixable…I really don’t.