Who is that person in the mirror staring back at me?
I hate them. I hate what they do. How they don't stand up for themselves and let people walk all over them. I hate how they harm themselves and tear themselves down worse than any outside person could. I hate how they cry. They're seen as weak. I hate how they scream. They're never heard. I hate how they kick and hit but never let anyone see their anguish. I hate when they do let them see. It never does any good. I hate how they smile and pretend they're ok. YOUR NOT OK!!!! Quite acting like everything's fine. ITS NOT!!! I tried to slap the person on the other side of the mirror but my hand hit the glass instead. YOU LIAR!!! Your not ok! Your not fine! Your not good! Your in pain! Your hurt! Your abused! Your cut open! Your bleeding on the floor! Broken and beaten beyond recognition. Held together by threads ready to snap. Your not ok! I ended in a sob. I clutched my sides trying to hold myself together. Why do you lie? It's one thing to lie to others but you lie to yourself too. You just give in. And then when it gets to much and you can't handle anymore you give up! How could you do that! You can't give up! I need you! I began to pound my fists against the glass. You can't give up! You have to fight dammit. I need you!! Fight. Please!!!!! I screamed right as I hit the mirror one last time in rage. Pain sliced through my palms as the mirror shattered cutting my hands and littering the bathroom floor. NO!! Come back! I need you! You can't leave me! Please come back! Sobbing I fell to the floor shards of glass ripping through my clothes and skin. I rocked slightly holding my sides. Come back..........., .................... Come back. ...............................
Please come back......................................... Breath ..................... Just breath ................ In .........out....... Breath............just breath.......................................................... Breath
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When lies and truth become blurred
Proză scurtă"You do not know pain until your staring at yourself in the mirror with tears running down your face and begging yourself to just hold on and be strong. THAT is pain." TRIGGER WARNINGS! For depression Anxiety Anger And pretty much any n...
