I've seen counsellors, and I know they are there to help. But I still cut, I cut with tweezers. Digging it into my skin. It hurts, but it doesn't hurt as much as what happened. Through my baby sisters passing, to the abuse, to all the bullies, they hurt me.
Pain isn't some joke, pain is when you are crying and it physically hurts. Pain is when you cry yourself to sleep at night. Pain is when you don't know what to do with yourself anymore.
No matter what anyone says, it doesn't take the pain away. The torture of living each day knowing that I don't belong here. Knowing that the pain will never go away.
So there you have it, that is my definition of pain.
