I thought I was done. I thought I was happy... nothing was making me upset I thought...nothing what's stressing me out. I thought it was all good until I saw the blade from before this time I hide where it happened so I can still wear short sleeve shirts and shorts but this time it's hidden good enough so no one will see it... I thought it was all okay and then the realization hit you can push feelings down for so long but after a while they all flood back in...I haven't posted on here in a very long time cuz I thought that I was okay this was my way of coping with what I was feeling so I haven't posted I thought it was going to be all right I thought nothing was going to happen like this again. But I guess after you lie to everyone about being happy you started to believe it yourself...
