Redrum
December 17th, 2011, 07:22 PM
I'm terrified.
I'm terrified that I'm not going to last through this holiday season. I'm continually getting worse, the cuts are getting deeper, more frequent. All this emptiness is eating away at my life. I want to be able to have the strength to get better.
I want one more day. For once I want to go through a day without feeling worthless, helpless, wrong.
This addiction will be the end of me. I'm so tired of fighting it! It kills me to look at my childhood self and see so much potential. Little does she know she'll be dead by 20, never being able to achieve her dreams. I wish I could tell her it's not her fault, and just hold her while she cries.
I'm terrified that I'm not going to last through this holiday season. I'm continually getting worse, the cuts are getting deeper, more frequent. All this emptiness is eating away at my life. I want to be able to have the strength to get better.
I want one more day. For once I want to go through a day without feeling worthless, helpless, wrong.
This addiction will be the end of me. I'm so tired of fighting it! It kills me to look at my childhood self and see so much potential. Little does she know she'll be dead by 20, never being able to achieve her dreams. I wish I could tell her it's not her fault, and just hold her while she cries.