I can't take it anymore, last night I had 4 crises, I was crying in the bathroom, I insulted myself for no reason, seeing this damn blade that made me ruin my life thinking to take it back and start over.. my fits are getting worse and worse ... and the only person who really manages to make me smile and who prevented me from take this damn blade again, it's my ex, every day she sends me a message to know if I'm better because she and only she knows about me ... They say all the time that exes hate each other in the deepest but no, I adore her because she yes supported me when I told her that my cousins touched me sexually, that I have fits every night and I was fed up with living like this ... No I'm not in love, I just trust her
That's my life... People could think I'm that girl who is always happy while it's totally the opposite