They laugh at her scars
call her pathetic
miss place her
 unknowing that when she gets home she will be ending her life
 because if the scars arnt screaming help me then what is?
.. i am not ending my life.. i wrote this about a week ago when i was close to it… hope you like.. tell me what you think.
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I think if you’re looking for a cry for help you should try talking to someone about it instead of waiting for them to notice cuts on your body.
Even if they notice they might not know how to approach it.
I had a serious serious serious (and very hidden) cutting problem for a good 10 years continuously – my mother finally noticed the scars 2 years after I had ‘stopped’ (if you get in that habit it never really leaves you, you can be ‘clean’ of it for years, but it takes ONE moment to falter back – so it’d be a lie to say I never did it again)
Anyone who laughs at your scars is a jackass and you shouldn’t care what they think, you have more character in every single scar on your body than they probably have in their whole being.
People will respect your frankness infinitely more, go to your parents or counselor or anyone you really trust and ask them for help.
Talk about your feelings, triggers and about what you need from them, starting with compassion and understanding. And if cutting isn’t already a serious habit for you, try to stop – it’s a frustrating thing, it makes you feel better and then worse and it sucks you in, hard to escape.
My heart goes out to you darlin.
I understand cutting after I took a razor blade and tried to find my juggler veins in my neck. I was too scared to keep digging but the cutting calmed me down because it released endorphins into my body.
I also understand pain and suffering and loss. I now life with a TBI after an accident almost killed me over two years ago. I lost my wife, stepkids, my job and my house. I developed a personality disorder, bi-polar II disorder, major depression & ADHD all from my traumatic brain injury.
I also now realize that if I ended my life my only son and rest of my family will inherit all my pain, suffering and loss…I know now that I don’t want to be remembered as a hard working father who abandoned his child because he forgot how to hack it in life.
Everyone contemplating/planning suicide has a reason to at least postpone their decision. Live to fight another day. Nobody can predict the future or what is in store for any of us.
I know I will struggle with suicidal thoughts the rest of my life. I’ve had them since I was 12 years old. I’m now in my early 40s and still struggle every day.
I will say a prayer for you that you too will come to realize your reasons for choosing life. I’m sure there are several reasons but you are the one who has to connect the dots.
Life isn’t fair but it’s extremely unfair for the survivors of a loved one who committed suicide.
You don’t want to be remembered like that way…nobody does.
Please know there are people who care even though you’ve never met them. I’m one.
i love it!!!
thanks.. for the prayers guys.. and not negative comments.