i did it again, i’m just sitting here waiting and wondering how is it, in all this years you never realize the marks on my arms, or the blood on my clothes.
i wonder how would you feel is you knew that every single cut i make myself is because of you mom.
it really doesn’t matter anymore. Im just tired.
im just waiting for something that tell me that is time, that i should cut deeper and try to sleep.
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Here is a sign. Refuse to be a puppet and take ownership for your own actions.
Parents can do more hurt then good if they don’t know the difference and I sat in a similar spot I cut and bleed on clothes because of what my mother had caused but I found the strength to keep moving. I may still have those scars but it made me realize that I can make it through and so can you. Just find your own strength.