Warning ⚠️
This chapter contains
Self-harm and self-hate
"YOUR UGLY.... THERAPY DOESN'T HELP, YOUR WEAK MIYA SO STAY WEAK"
it's coming again AGGGRRRGHH stop please stop.
I was telling these voices in my head
MIYA HURT YOURSELF, MIYA HATE YOURSELF, GO ON MIYA"
It started to speak again. Why couldn't I fight it why did my mind give in to the voices
In a matter of a seconds there I was standing in front on the mirror with a blade in my hand and started marking my body.. marking my body with much of a faster paste and force that my arm became numb.
I fell on to the floor and started crying and screamed to myself
"Why Miya, why did you listen why"
Why couldn't I fight the voice, why did it take the best of me.
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Covering my scars I decided to wear a long t-shirt.
"Miya honey it's 35 degrees outside and your wearing a t-shirt"said my mom while looking rather confused
"I feel cold mom"I replied
"Oh are you okay Miya"said my mom while trying to read my face.
"I'm okay mom I'm getting late I'm going to be late, have an after school class"I screamed while leaving the house
"Okay dont be too late" replied my mom
How could I have told my mom that I just cut up my skin and her daughter arm is covered in blood under this long t-shirt, my mom was finally happy and contempt with her daughter and I couldn't possibly break that for her again and put her through that pain
So I decided to keep this to myself,and conceal the pain
"Miya you staying after school" said yoongi
"Yeah I am" I replied
"Aren't you hot, why u wearing a t-shit" said Yoongi while touching my arm
"Ouch Yoongi" I screamed
"Why what wrong" said Yoongi while pulling my sleeves up, before I could stop him
Yoongi P.O.V
Asking her the reason behind why she was wearing a t-shirt and then lifting her sleeves up and seeing them fresh scars all over her arm.
I looked right at her face she couldn't even look at me
I thought she was better now, what caused her to do this. Before I could even ask she had gone
I couldn't answer Yoongi not now, I couldn't even look him in the eye. I just wanted to jump off a cliff or die.
I wanted death.
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Hurtin
DiversosFeeling so low that causing pain is the only solution towards this living hell of a life.... Meeting someone really changes life perspective for Miya.... But is that a reason for her to live?
