*WARNING*
This story contains self harm and eating disorders and it may be triggering. And if you aren't comfortable with that stuff, you should't read this story. xx
Worthless. That's what I felt. Ugly. That's what I saw. The only thing I could think of right now is everything that's wrong with me. It's like I could almost hear whispers saying, "you're worthless, no one loves you. You're fat, stop eating so much. Kill yourself, no one would care." I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed a pencil sharpener and took it apart. What am I doing? I didn't know. I grabbed the blade and pushed it to my wrist. It burned and stung a little... but the after effect was the worse, because it was soothing. My mind was at ease. I did it once more. It felt so relieving. One cut turned to many more. I began shaking and feeling light headed. I ran to the bathroom to clean off my arm. Fuck. I thought, it stings. I dried off my arm and just went to lay in bed. I felt so numb. I couldn't cry anymore. I didn't smile. I was just completely numb. I couldn't sleep. The sun began rising, and I felt some relief, I didn't know why. I finally fell into a deep sleep, hoping to never wake up.
-so yea... it's my first chapter and it's not the best but yaknow. :) hope you like it. sorry it's so short... it's only beginning!!
