Just Another Sad Boy

I miss the worried stares.

I miss the lightheadedness when I stood up.

I miss the bones sticking out, draped only by a layer of skin.

I don’t miss the controlling voice - I miss the way it all made me feel. It’s an addiction. Too hard to escape.

Reblog to let your followers know that they should never start cutting.

I know this website makes it seem like that shit is normal but trust me, it’s not. And once you start, you’ll never really start and it will haunt you for life.

It never gets easier, it never stops hurting, it isn’t (and will never be) “cool” or “the only way out”

Please don’t start. If you already are cutting, tell sometime and get help, it’s not as scary as it seems and you will be better off by it.

If even one person reads this… Please. You matter.

Self harm bleeds into all other areas of your life. You continue to find different ways to destroy your body, your self esteem, your emotions, because you find yourself thinking you deserve it and doing it only reinforces that feeling. You don’t deserve pain, I promise you you don’t. There is more to life than what your brain tell you to feel. There’s more to you than depression, or bipolar disorder, or whatever chemical reason there is for self harm. 

i am

both

too much

yet

not enough