A/N: I don't cut and that isn't what this stories about. I can't relate, but if anyone reading this needs help, please feel free to message me. I will gladly talk with and try to help in any way I can.
Scars. I can't say I have a lot. I never meant to have any. But I got them. A circle on my shin. A line my ankle. A scratch on my side. They are some of my scars. My "battle wounds". But I have others. The ones you can't see. The ones that hurt the most. The ones in my head. Thousands and thousands of gashes and littering my mind. These are my scars and no one can heal them.
