Mood: Self injurious, depressed, borderline suicidal
I want to cut so badly...I just want to pull apart my skin and let all my life bleed out. There is nothing in this world! What use is life if it brings nothing but pain? And that's all there is...Pain. I don't see any point in holding on. I don't see any reason to keep up the charade of smiles and joy. I should just slit my throat. Drown in my own blood..No one understands. No one cares. The point of life is to love...I loved...I keep loving. And all that happens is I keep getting hurt. No matter what...Around every corner...There is hurt. I always hurt. I can't think of anywhere to cut though! If I cut my wrists...They'll see and send me back to the hospital. I can't cut my breasts for fear of them checking. My mum keeps telling me she's going to send me to the gynocologist...And legs...That would just be stupid because it's short season and if I suddenly stop wearing shorts that'd look suspicious. Foot might be an option...But...Feet heal slowly...And I wear flipflops...I don't know...I just want to cut hard and deep and I feel like I have to.
You will meet someone someday who not only loves you back unconditionally but actually deserves to be loved wholeheartedly by you. They will lucky to have you in their lives. Stay strong \'Moonlight\'. If you want to talk....Feel free to email me. I\'ll answer it. You can even email to tell me to bug off.
A concerned reader,
~Teri~