I started cutting the other day. No to the point I bleed or with a razor. I cut with scissors. I can feel the pain, it can be comforting. It's not how people see it when I say "I cut" but that's my way or self harm. I'm not proud but I feel something that doesn't really feel like i'm drowning at the moment. It's become addicting to me.
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I Know How It Feels (Depression)
Random{This is just me telling some of my life story, the parts nobody knows..} So it all started about two years ago.. the depression. I am now 15 and a Sophomore in high school. Life has been one reckless roller-coaster for me. Nobody my age should ever...
