I'm crying. Not because I stepped on a lego or broke a bone. Not
because my heart was broken by "some guy." But because up until
this moment, I didn't realize how much you could love someone
without them knowing it. It's sad really. You can think about them
all you want and no one knows it, not them or your friends, just
you. You keep it to yourself because you're ashamed of how much you
love them and think about them. You think that no one will
understand if you tell them. They'll tell you to stop; that it's
unhealthy to think about them that much. But you still wouldn't
care. You love them with all your heart...and you can't get the
thought of them out of your head. No one knows why, not even you...
I have no one to talk to about this at all so
I'm gonna post it here to maybe calm me down.
My mom took my blades and asked me to stop but then my dad stepped
in and said he’d give me them back and even buy me new ones
cause he doesn't want me using anything else more dangerous.
And my mom got mad and my dad was like well we can't stop you
so go ahead and cut yourself to ribbons. And that’s all fine
and good but then he said it’s gonna fix all your problems
right, being sarcastic. He said if you want to cut yourself because
I told you to take out the trash and you don't want to that
doesn't change that the trash is still gonna be there but go
right ahead. I got upset and said do you really think that’s
why I do this, you think I'm that petty. And all he said was I
don't know are you.
I do this because I need it to get through, the times that
it’s the only thing that calms my mind. The times that even
pretending to be my own best friend doesn't help me to calm or
cheer. The times that I'm so utterly broken that I can barely
see through the tears. It’s not something I do just because
I'm annoyed or don't want to comply with you.
Do you not understand how many overwhelming feelings it takes to
need to use a blade to cut the feelings out of your mind? How much
pain it takes to need to do that to yourself to make it stop or
calm down even a little.
I don't do this because I’m a petty teen that does
something like that in retaliation to being annoyed.
I do this because it’s the only thing that can make my mind
shut up.