I need to get away. From this crazy place called home. From this depression. And especially from myself. I don’t even know myself anymore. It makes everyday things so hard to do. I want to get away from all these tears. I’m pretty sure crying so much that you get sick isn’t good. I can’t take it anymore. Everything’s pushing me over the edge and I’m scared I’ll fall.
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CantDoItAlone726
I have been cut-free for 2 months. A week until it’s been 3 months. I keep having severe breakdowns and I can feel my depression coming back. Badly. I want to cut so badly. I miss the blade. I need it. But I want help. I want someone that I can talk to so I don’t relapse. The blade is 4 feet away from me. Someone, anyone, please help.