rianvice
April 20th, 2014, 06:53 PM
To be honest, I don't really have a reason. My family has been going through some tough times, (because of things I rather not mention) but it doesn't really affect me directly. I don't know why I do it, but I do. I don't know why I am depressed, but I am. My parents don't know, and I don't want them to find out because they already have enough shit on their plate...
I just find pleasure in hurting myself. I like the pain. I love the pain. I live for the pain.
I don't have many friends. I like being alone, but sometimes being alone is lonely...
Sometimes I talk to myself to relieve myself of my loneliness, but when the realization hits me, that not everything is as I build it up to be in my mind, I cut myself. I have to feel something. I have to know that I'm alive, even when it doesn't seem like it to the rest of the world...
Others have it worse. Others have it a lot worse, but I just can't help it... I feel like my excuse for cutting is stupid compared to others.
I just find pleasure in hurting myself. I like the pain. I love the pain. I live for the pain.
I don't have many friends. I like being alone, but sometimes being alone is lonely...
Sometimes I talk to myself to relieve myself of my loneliness, but when the realization hits me, that not everything is as I build it up to be in my mind, I cut myself. I have to feel something. I have to know that I'm alive, even when it doesn't seem like it to the rest of the world...
Others have it worse. Others have it a lot worse, but I just can't help it... I feel like my excuse for cutting is stupid compared to others.