Depression and self harm quotes (not mine)

#146

When I was younger, I saw a boy with cuts across his arms. They caught my attention.
"Mommy, what are those?"
"He hurt himself darling. Don't you mind."
I was so
c o n f u s e d

Why would one slice their beautiful skin open?

But now I sit here 3am,
In the dark,
Shaking,
Crying,
Screaming,
Blade in my hand,
Blood dripping,

Knowing exactly how he felt.