The Truth Of Cutting

• Society: Oh I can't do my work on time better cut my wrist and kill myself maybe you should kill yourself.
• Reality: I can't do anything right but I can't let my mind win I'm stronger than this the razor is not my friend The monsters in my head are weak I can't disappoint my friends and family No one can know Gosh I'm such a fuck up and I hate everything about how I look I can't make it in life I can't do this anymore Just one cut Okay, maybe one more No, I need to stop I can't handle it no no no I need to end it I can't do it, just breathe and pull the trigger.

My curfew was the street lights! My mom called my name, not my cell. I played outside with friends, not online. If I didn’t eat what my mom cooked, then I didn’t eat. Sanitizer didn’t exist, but I COULD get my mouth washed out with soap. I rode a bike without a helmet, getting dirty was OK, and my neighbors looked out for me as much as my parents did. Reblog if you drank from a garden hose and survived!

(via turnerkate)

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