My Dad,
Saw me as his
world, The only thing that kept him together when
everything was falling around him, He saw me as his princess, The
only thing in life that made life worth living, He talked to his
friends and co-workers about me, he would tell them how perfect I
was at this age & how I don't do anything he
did.
& I just don't understand why I how I was so special to him.
I'm no where near perfect. He loved me
so much, I just could never see myself the way he saw me & I
never will.
❤❤❤
Clean
Is a not just a word to me.
It's what I wish I was, what I hope to be & what I want
my wrist's to look like. I want to be clean I really do,
but it's so hard when so many different things can trigger
it. When one word can give you the worst flash back ever. That
one flash back can make you cry for hours on end & you
think you won't be able to stop. I don't always try to
hide my wrist. I want someone to see it & look at
me & ask me if i'm ok & when I say yes I want
them to tell my I'm straight up lying & if I become
more stubborn I want them to yell at me. I want them to make me
break & I want them to hug me & tell me everything is
going to change after this cause they're there for me.
.I want to be
ok.