This blog may be triggering, however I do not condone or promote cutting, suicide, anorexia, bulimia or anything in anyway. †
I’m now in year 12 and I still cut, see my psychologist and psychiatrist, take medication and have been hospitalized 3 more times for trying to commit suicide.
I'm 17, diagnosed with severe depression , paranoia, anxiety, schizophrenia, suicidal ideation and borderline .
I'm sick of humanity and society and the world. It's all backwards and fucked up
I don’t think I’ll ever be fully okay, but it doesn’t really matter.
I guess as long as I’m still here, then it is okay, right?
there are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.