I used to self harm, not an awful lot but the marks remain on my wrists. I still get that feeling of wanting to make myself bleed just to get that rush of adrenaline. My father recently died of cancer, 8 months ago almost to this day in fact. We weren’t and still aren’t a rich family, and we’ve had money problems and we’ve had that worry of their being a letter on the doormat when we come home telling us we were being evicted, but luckily it has not come to that. My auntie died two years ago, and my grandma 5 years ago. And I’m only 18 now. What I’m trying to say is, I’ve been in so many shit places in my life, dark times galore you could say but I remember this one quote from a smart man.
I’m in such a dark place, but I’ve never been so close to the light.
That is all.