Last night it got bad again. I was doing okay but good things never seem to last. I am missing part of the night and all I know is when I woke i had deep scratches up and down my arms and all over my body. My white sheets were stained and I was exhausted.
Part of me hates the scratches and is disappointed, another part of me knows I deserve every mark I placed on my body and doesn't want them to ever leave.
I'm terrified that now I have started blacking out again, what is stopping me from finally achieving what I have been wanting for years.
The eternal sleep.
STAI LEGGENDO
I'm Not Okay
Storie breviThese are some things that I wrote and felt at some of my darkest or most trying moments. Please remember there is always someone there to listen, you just have to find the right person.
