Suffering Gets Better

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During the summer before 6th grade, I reflected on what happened during the previous year. I mostly recalled all of the bad stuff that came true instead if the good stuff. That made me feel so miserable, like life wasn't worth living. And I asked myself over and over again "What if that happens again? What will i do? Will I survive? How will I survive?". That's when I started slashing or cutting myself. It just took over my life. My mind kept telling me to continue. It felt so good, at the time. But then, my sibling found out and told my dad who then told my mom. My world just shattered, not that it was already. I thought they like disown me or something, I was really scared. Little did I know, they really struggled to understand and to help me stop. I was so so so so so so relieved, you have no idea. That brings me to today, finally enjoying life. ((((((:

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