Short Sleeves and Scars

1 year self injury free :D

Congratulations!

(And holy crap this blog isn’t dead! C:)

Quick question for the people that check the blog:

As opposed to just reading on their dash.

Is everything readable? Does the text color need to be darker or lighter? Do I need to change the font or find a different theme?

Well here we go…

happypyrodance:

First of all, I don’t mean to sound…like an attention seeker or anything. I think it’s just about time to really share why I did some of the things I did.

I went through a few years of my life, when I just kind of started dying inside out. I felt misunderstood and miserable. Soon enough, like many others I turned to my own kind of therapy. I would write, listen to music, and I began cutting. I thought I’d feel some kind of release by cutting. Like maybe///a physical pain would make the emotional pain lighten. It didn’t. But why did I cut? I was used, scared, cheated on, and betrayed. I felt no one cared, that I was invisible. My best friend used me over and over. She was selfish and though only od herself. I was always there for her, but when I needed her the most she ignored me. That hurt alot. For every time she used me, I would cut. I won’t go into details of how she used me….I slowly withdrew from everyone and taught myself to act cold, when inside I think I really needed help. I was naiive enough to stick around this friend too. I was set up to start sessions with the school’s shrink, which didn’t help at all. I’ve been lucky though, unlike many, I was able to stop cutting, and to heal inside and out.

If you’ve got any questions or anything unclear, please just ask? And sorry for talking so much…

(Haha, oops, this was supposed to go over here. </blogfail>)

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