WARNING: THIS CHAPTER MAY BE TRIGGERING FOR SOME OF YOU
Dear diary,
I think I'm depressed.
Or maybe I'm just sad
Or maybe I'm the only sane one in this world and everyone's else has lost their minds.
My scars were finally starting to disappear but yesterday everything broke.
I don't know what happened. I was just sitting on my bed, happy for once, then something inside of me snapped and I started crying.
I cried until I couldn't breathe.
I cried until it physically hurt to cry more.
There was a voice in my head, telling me to cut, but the strange thing is that It sounded like my voice. I tried to ignore it but the longer I ignored it, the louder it got. It got to the point to where I thought my head was going to burst open.
The next thing I remember is me, sitting on the bathroom floor, bleeding from my left arm. I don't remember myself actually doing it, but I do remember it stinging. It stung so bad.
What happened to me? I was so happy before. Now it seems like the only thing I know how to do is be sad all the time.
How did I end up like this?
(A/N) I HAVENT UPDATED IN AGES IM SO SORRY
IM ALREADY FALLING BEHIND ON MY HOMEWORK SO I WAS TRYING TO CATCH UO THESE COUPLE OF DAYS
ILL TRY TO UPDATE MORE THO
