It's been a couple of days and my self-harm has gotten more severe I am cutting every day I'm having panic attacks every night I don't know how to stop and I feel like no one understands me. I'm scared and don't know what to do. I can't talk to anyone about it, I'm too ashamed. I want to find a way to deal with my emotions without hurting myself. I just don't know how.Overthinking I hugged my knees and sobbed I grabbed the blade it was the only way to feel better the cold metal touched my skin I could feel my skin tearing and the pain was strangely comforting. I felt reliefas blood dripped down my arm. But the feeling didn't last and guilt and shame overwhelmed me again. I didn't even hear the knock at the door it just opened Colby came into my view his face concerned I was sobbing he slowly took the blade out of my hand I dropped the blade im sorry Colbs im so sorry i sobbed He quickly stepped forward, pulling me into a hug. He whispered softly, "It's ok, I'm here now." I just grabbed onto him i didn't let go i just sobbed and sobbed im sorry im sorry i sobbed shh he said and combed my hair with his fingers.Viv, I am not mad, he saidI looked up at him, tears still streaming down my face. He smiled at me, his eyes full of love. I finally felt safe. he held my wrist to stop the blood. He wiped my tears away and kissed my forehead. I felt safe in his arms and all my fear and sorrow washed away. I looked up at him with red eyes, and he smiled back at me. and whispered, "Everything will be alright." i nodded he smiled He hugged me tightly and I melted into him. , "It's going to be okay." he said He held me until I stopped shaking and the tears dried. he helped clean the cuts and bandaged them up Even though I was scared, his presence was calming and comforting. His words of assurance and his gentle touch reassured me that I was safe and that everything will be alright. His embrace was like a warm blanket, wrapping me in a cocoon of safety and love. "You don't have to worry anymore," he said, "Everything will be alright, I'm here for you." i smiled at his words He kissed my forehead and hugged me tightly. I closed my eyes, and allowed myself to be comforted by his embrace. I could feel the warmth radiating from his body, and I felt safe. I realized I didn't have to resort to self-harm for support; he's always there He rubbed my back till i fell asleep in his arms As the Turkish writer Orhan Pamuk once wrote: "Happiness is holding someone in your arms and knowing you hold the whole world."
