There is honestly no space on my wrists anymore. There’s no space left on my thighs. I hate purging. I hate starving. I hate eating. I hate not being good enough. I just wonder why I bother. Such a young age, & I’ve already attempted suicide. It hurts waking up, it hurts to smile, I just hate everyone. I’m so pathetic I disgust myself, I hate my bipolar, self-harmer, anorexic, bullimic self.
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I cut on my legs because I don’t have pets to blame for any wrist scars.
My roommate saw my thighs. She thought they were stretchmarks.
“I have them too,” she sighed, “and they’re hard to get rid of.”
A lot of things are hard to get rid of.
so years have passed since ive felt this bad…….every day i get more and more paranoid about some issue or about some person looking or thinking about me the wrong way. I become fixated and obsessed with one issue. I closed my eyes while I was driving today just to day dream what would happen if i just took a quick left or right turn….would people finally give me some attention or listen to what i have to say. I feel like im ignored in every part of my life….i was very young when i started cutting my arms and thighs and havent done it […]
I say that im fine but im going insane. I tell people that I feel good but im in a lot of pain. I say its nothing but its really a lot. I say im okay but really im not….How can you understand me when I can’t understand myself? you tell me everythings gonna be okay. how do you know that??? i want to end this all. the person i love…the one i fell for now hates me. i cant carry on living. the purpose in life is to find your happiness. ive never found mine. EVER. im covered in scars from shoulder to wrist […]
Hi my name is Madelaine and I am 19 years old. Iv been suicidal since I was about 13 years old and it just progressed from there. For 10 years I was sexually assaulted so as I started going from a little girl to a teenager my mind just soared with anger. I was bullied all through primary school and High school. I was the geek, the nerd, the one noone liked because to them I was ugly. It just kinda stuck so I think I am ugly…
My mother never accepted me. I was never good enough for her. So i just wanted to die […]
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