trigger warning
Dear diary,
It's Saturday. Dad went on a business trip. Mom said she's worried about me, since I haven't been eating much at all this week. I don't really care anymore.
She has been asking why I have been wearing long sleeves all week, even in the sun. I told her I just feel chilly. I hate lying. Especially to my mom. So I punish myself. I cut. I look at my scars for a moment, how uneven they have made my once smooth skin. It makes me sad that even if I don't like this, it is still so addicting.
Just another day.
Yours,
the broken girl
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