#INSPIRE

Escape

My life after my parents found out about me cutting again has been anything BUT pleasant.

They took all sharp things and hid them.

They are apparently downloading an app on my phone to monitor all of my texts.

They are sitting in with me on all of my therapy sessions, even though those were supposed to be private.

I have a doctor's appointment in two weeks to talk about getting me FREAKING MEDICATION.

My parents are controlling almost every aspect of my life now, I wouldn't be surprised if they eventually started monitoring this account.

I feel so trapped in this situation, and it's hard to breathe. Every second my head is swarming with the fear of not knowing what they're going to take next, or what I'll end up doing next.

I have made multiple promises, and it's getting harder and harder to keep them all.

If any of you believe in anything, anything at all, pray for me please. I need to know that I have even the tiniest bit of support.

I hope one day, I'll escape this prison in my brain. I hope one day I'll escape this prison in my heart, in my cuts, in my scars.

I wish I could escape this horrible nightmare.