Me and My Scars
As a "recovering" ( let's label it because it'll make mom and dad feel better even though it's a lie) self-harmer, I understand how it feels to be lost and alone, and to feel like there's nobody out there who cares about you. To feel like there's nobody who ever will, because no one can love someone as broken as you, right? This isn't supposed to be some self-righteous stand against self-harm. It's just me and my writing about it, and if it helps anyone, and it's not complete shît, that's good enough for me.