I remember when the thought of cutting myself scared me. Suicide had crossed my mind once or twice, but i never contemplated it seriously. Now, I cut nearly every day, and I’ve attempted suicide twice. I look in the mirror and i don’t know who I am anymore, I used to be truly happy but now I’m just numb and empty. No one notices the bruises on my body put there by someone else, maybe they do notice annd don’t seem to care.
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Huh? Who make you had those bruises?
>.< hang in there, grab another grip. If you can't understand what's happening, maybe you need to rest, eat well, think about positive things, surround yourself with nature, go relaxing. Pampering yourself can reduce the negativity in our thoughts, or so that I learned by myself.
Take care of yourself even-though other don't. We still have our-self in the end.
Much love and hug from me to you.