TW: Serious Mental Illness
As I lay in the ground of my bedroom because of my dizziness, voices starts to wrap my entire head living my mind occupied by some voices I never want to express.
Mia, look in the mirror, look at you
This one voice caught my attention, and with trembling body, i forced myself to stand, causing my head to spin . As I successfully pulled myself up, I looked at my reflection in my body-sized mirror.
What a mess, Mia. What a mess.
"shut up"
Look at you, what kind of daughter are you? You only have to be THE BEST but you failed to do so.
"SHUT UP!!" i screamed and grab something to throw at the girl mocking me. I cried and cried until I no longer have tears.
The voices in my head stopped and I panicked. "Where are they? Where are you? Y-you're the only one I can talk to pleasee" but there was nothing. The voices are gone.
I grab my phone to look at the top list, I am still second. I am not good enough.
Voices starts to take over again and I liked it, I like what they are telling me.
Oh Mia, sweetie.. you ARE good enough, so why don't you take the cutter and let yourself bleed? You love it right? The feeling of being able to feel. Take it sweetie, grab the cutter.
I start to stand up and grab my cutter, I looked at my broken mirror and there was it, the voices and my reflection. I was grinning as I cut the skin of my flesh. It feels so good to feel, it feels so damn good.
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Randomthis is about mental health conditions and mental health awareness. may contain self harm, sexual assault, violence. this story is still in process, may include errors. dont read this.
