A Message To All Who....

imagine

You know how you feel now with no scars? How crappy and horrible you feel? I want you to get up, And go have a good look in the mirror, Just bra and underwear. I want you to grab a washable marker, And draw everywhere you want to cut at. Now look at that mirror, And imagine that marker stain(scar) being there for the rest of your life, Not gonna come off, So you'd have to cover them. You'd have to get rid of all those cute tank-tops and skirts. Say goodbye to shorts and short-sleeve shirts. From now on, You'll be in jackets and long sleeves, Pants and maybe, Until your condition gets worse cargos or capris. Say bye to swimming in the summer, Sports and everything else you took for granted like movies, icecream, walks, jogs, runs, Because unless you're going to go swimming in a jacket and pants, It's not happening. And unless you're gonna go for a run in jackets and pants, That won't work either. 

Now I want you to take another real good look in that mirror, Look at those pen marks, Think of everything you'll lose and how much more you'll gain. You'll feel like shit. 

Now, Wash the marker off, Put a nice nightgown on, Go lay down, And don't EVER think about self-harm again.