Pain.
That’s the closest thing I have right now that will help me feel human. I have my family around and yet I feel so alone. They are not people I can talk to about these feelings. They just never understand. They think I’m only looking for attention. That’s why I keep these things from them all the time.
I feel so disconnected, I need something to bring me back to reality.
So yeah, pain. Just one cut. Just a glimpse of blood. That will make me feel alive again.
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Ylem, show me your writings, I’m so interested to read them! Cutting is a hard demon to get off your back, but I understand. I won’t bother with all the PSA about it, because you seem to be a smart person, and I’m sure you already know all that. I know it’s not the same as being face-to-face with someone, but what really helped me feel at least somewhat connected today was you. You helped me realize that I’m not the only person going through some of the same issues, and it really felt great to know that. I’ll offer you the same thing.
Put some of that pain into what you write, it will leave a bigger impact. But I’m sure you already know that too.