Today my family decided to decorate the Christmas tree. I sat back and watched but the whole time I was thinking about how much I want to kill myself. This year will be my third Christmas with no joy. For THREE YEARS I've been dealing with severe depression and self harm. Every day I think about ending my life. The only thing that keeps me going are events I put in my calendar to look forward to (concerts, album releases, etc.). They give me something to focus on in the future. I don't know when I'll run out of things or I'll just reach an extreme breaking point but I feel close. I'm tired of being strong and I need a rest. My head is killing me. My body hurts from all the cuts. I just need to... sleep.
I've tried to stop cutting before but it's an addiction and I don't think I really even want to stop.
This is a horrible way to be at 16 but here I am, as messed up as ever.
I've tried to stop cutting before but it's an addiction and I don't think I really even want to stop.
This is a horrible way to be at 16 but here I am, as messed up as ever.
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