Long awaited, I can’t tell you how long I have anticipated this post. My scars are fading. But some will always remain. It’s just a reminder of how weak I truley am. Everyday, the only thing rooting my mind is when and where I will finally be able to break it and cut again. It’s driving me crazy. Everyone thinks I’m fine and happy though. Everyone thinks I’m okay since I went to the Mental Hospital. I told everyone I wasn’t suicidal. I regret lying. I’m just waiting of when to do it. It all started with my father. He betrayed my mother and I. […]