I look at the cuts on my wrist
Mirrored by the scars from the past.
I gaze into the mirror at my tear-stained face
Hoping to comprehend my sad, red eyes.
I stare at my wrist in the mirror
Trying to connect the image with myself.
I feel as if this is not real
This is not me.
I wish to understand why I couldn’t reach out
Why is asking for help so hard?
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I dont know why its so difficult to ask for help. Once, my friend was really stressed out and made a big deal about it, complaining to me and the school counselor. But for some reason I cant do the same thing.
I think it is because then we have to admit that we are not able to do it on our own (that’s for any situation small or big) and it is not human nature to show weakness and to feel vulnerable.