“I’m going insane and nobody can see it. Nobody can hear it. No matter what I say, nobody listens. I don’t know what more I can do. I feel like this world is suffocating me. I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe.” She’s sobbing.
She cuts once more and considers her options. She’s searching for any reason why she shouldn’t. “Yea there’s a few people that love me, but I feel like they’re better off without me.”
She cuts a little deeper. “Why can’t I just be happy?! I’m trying so hard to be but...” She cuts a little deeper.
“I’m so tired. I’m just tired.” She cuts again; sobbing even harder. “Why was I even put on this Earth?” She cuts again.
”GOD IF YOU ARE REAL WHY DID YOU PUT ME HERE!” She throws the razor across the room. Blood pouring from her arm. She continues to cry and looks at her arm for a moment.
Looking at her arm feels like looking at a familiar friend. A friend that’s always there. The physical pain a slight relief from the noise in her head. She grabs a towel and sits back down on the floor.
“I can’t do it.” Her phone starts ringing. It’s her mom. She answers. “Mom...”
~ I know this was intense, but please to anybody out there that needs a reason why you shouldn’t, you deserve to be here. I’m here for anyone that needs to vent.
~ We don’t have to know each other, but I promise you I will listen. Anybody can message me anytime.