This is about self harm, and how I feel about things. Self harm isn't a joke, it's something that is very serious. It's an addiction. It slowly starts to kill you on the inside. That's how it makes me feel all the time.
I wish someone was afraid to lose me the way I'm always scared of losing people. But I doubt anyone would fight to keep me in their life.
Warnings: self-harm, attempted suicide, depression. If you aren't comfortable with these topics, pls don't read.