These past two weeks I’ve had the worst luck ever. Little things have happened that have given me some hope that things will start to get better but as soon as one good thing happens, it’s followed by ten horrible things. I can’t figure out what I’ve done to deserve all of this. I just want to start cutting again. I just don’t want anybody to know or to question me. I just want to sit in the bathroom and cry and cut to release some of this. Cutting has become one of the only ways for me to handle these hardships.
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unfortunetly in life you have to go through alot of hard times to be happy. the one thing that i usually do is pray and go to church especially when im feeling depressed. you really wouldnt believe how much it helps. usually people think that church is boring but when somebody is lost church is a very good thing. i can feel gods presents and i know that he is there and i feel so much better about myself.