Jul 13, 2019
I’ve seen my best friend, with scars on their wrist.
I’ve seen how deep they’ve gone, from the lightest red one that will go away soon, to the deep white scar that will never disappear. It hurts me to even see the lightest one, to know I wasn’t there for them. I hope to check in with all of my friend’s whenever possible, to always make sure they’re doing okay. I never want to see any of them in pain.
None of your friends want to see you in pain either. Talk to someone. Or even me. I will listen no matter what.
