It counts as self harm. If you scratch yourself on purpose but its only a red bulge it still counts as sled harm.
When I’m anxious I chew the skin on my fingers, sometimes it bleeds, sometimes it bleeds a lot. I can never quite figure out if it counts or not
all days are the same. i don’t feel alive anymore.
“And all I want to do is make you happy, but I can’t even do that right.”
Me: *intentionally cuts and massacres my legs for years with no problem*
Also me: *cuts finger open in a cheese grater and instantly faints*
21.05.2019 06.34
We’re supposed to be each other first thought in the morning, but mine is blood and yours is death.
Is there really any meaning
to this thing we call living?
I'm suing my parents for giving birth to me without my consent.
Relatable
The crazy thing about me hiding my depression is that my family and my friends don’t think I’m happy. No. They actually think I’m a REALLY happy girl. Like sooooo happy. Always smiling, always laughing, always making jokes.
My friends already asked me : « Is that actually possible for you not to smile !? »
It’s kinda funny to ask this to a depressive, insomniac, binge eater, self harmer, suicidal girl.
why the fuck does it hurt so much in the shower