Sometimes I feel like there is not point to live, actually that’s all the time. All I seem to do is mess things up: relationships, friendships, plans, my family, you get the picture. For the past year or so I have been self harming myself (cutting) because I feel that is the only way to be happy. Once I see the scars I’ve created and the pain I feel, I actually feel happy. However; cutting is not going to help me to be everlasting happy. To make things better for those around me, I have decided to commit suicide. New Years Eve. New year, no […]
