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hey guyssss sorry if there are typos i just wanted to update before i left later today! anyway hope y'all enjoy and the next update will most likely be like 2 weeks from now. love you allll

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y/n: 14

one thing about me is what people say about me i always take to heart. i immediately feel bad about myself when someone says something negative to me. which happens a lot because my mom is taylor swift and people are always saying something about me. i don't tell my mom it effects me because i don't want her to worry and she's already been through enough for the past year. towards the end of mom and joe's relationship it was just always eerie at home. they would always be fighting and my mom was always depressed. once he knew he got to my mom he then did it to me for a while and mom finally built up the courage to leave his ass. then matty came along and that's when my mental health really started to go downhill.

because of that i have self harmed a lot and im not in anyway proud of it but it feels like the only way i can cure the voices in my head and find an escape. mom doesn't know i do it and that's how i want it to stay. mom was dating someone new now and i was still getting used to him but i could tell he wasn't like the others. he truly was a caring guy. he didn't know about my self-harm at least that's how i wanted it to be. he caught me doing it one time while mom was at the studio.

"y/n do y-" he said as he opened the door. i shot my head up and he looked down at my bloody wrist.

"oh y/n" he said getting on the ground and comforting me.

"i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry! please! don't tell my mom!" i cried.

"hey it's okay y/n just take deep breathes you're okay." he said hugging me tightly.

"please don't tell my mom!" i cried.

"y/n i have to tell her. we need to keep you safe" he said while rubbing my back in efforts of calming me down.

"please no! she's gonna hate me! she's gonna be so mad at me" i said.

"no she won't and i can promise you that. alright?" he said. i nodded.

"can i see the blade please?" he said. i shook my head. "come on y/n it's okay give me the blade" he comfortingly. i placed it in his hand and he stood up and walked over to the toilet to flush it.

"NO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!" i said crying hysterically.

"hey y/n it's what's for the best okay? we want you to be safe. now let's get you cleaned up." travis said. after he helped clean my cuts he tucked me into bed and stayed with me until i fell asleep.

looking back on that day gives me serious ptsd. i'm guessing he never told mom because mom hasn't said anything yet and that happened like a week ago. but travis didn't know i had like a whole stash of blades so i was still able to cut when i needed to.

i was laying on my bed watching tiktok on my phone when a message from my mom popped up on my screen.

mom🩷: hey baby! could you come down please? i need to talk to you😘

i immediately began to panic. i got up off of my bed and walked into the living downstairs.

"hey baby take a seat" she said patting the area next to her.

"where's travis?" i asked.

"i sent him out to do some errands so i could talk to you" mom said.

"o-oh okay" i said nervously. she definitely knew.

"so what's going on baby?" she asked.

"what do you mean? i'm fine?" i lied.

"baby you don't have to lie" she said grabbing my hand and squeezing it gently.

"i'm not lying...i'm confused though." i said.

"baby trav told me you don't have to lie" she said. i felt everything stop. this was the one thing i wanted. for her not to know. i bursted out into tears.

"i'm sorry mom! i'm sorry! i just—i don't know how to stop!" i cried.

"hey it's okay baby. just take deep breaths" she said.

"are you mad at me?" i said.

"what? no! i would never be mad at you for this. i'm just worried about you that's all. could you maybe tell me why you do it and what triggers it?" she asked rubbing my shoulder.

"it started towards the end of you and joe's relationship. he started degrading me and i took it to heart and the voices in my head were just so loud...the only relief i got from them was to cut. i'm really sorry mom." i sniffled.

"hey you don't have to keep saying sorry. you have nothing to be sorry for. why didn't you tell me you were struggling?" she asked gently.

"i-i don't know. you were already going through a lot at that time and i didn't want to dump anything else on you" i said truthfully. she gave me a sad smile and wrapped me in a hug.

"baby next time you get those thoughts again i want you to tell me okay? even if i'm in a meeting. you can always tell me. alright?" she said. i nodded.

"now i'm not gonna make you show me your scars but just know that i know they are there okay? and please know you can always, and i mean ALWAYS, talk to me. okay?" she said.

"okay. thank you mom. i love you" i said.

"i love you too baby" she said hugging me and kissing my forehead.

sorry it's short lol.