Something I wrote to a Friend
I know how it feels every morning to wake up and think that the world would be better off without me. I defiantly know what it is like to think up a thousand ways to end my life in just one day. I have done some reckless things to my body just so I could feel something other than the pain I felt mentally. I can’t tell you how many times I have cried myself to sleep because I felt like I was not good enough. That I was just another problem that society had to worry about. I know how it feels to be so tired of living that you just want to end your life because you can’t handle it. I have lived like this for years…I have hid my emotions for six years before I actually told anyone. So, I can relate to feeling so numb that you want to feel something. And it doesn’t matter what you feel. The reason why I started cutting was because I felt so angry…and I am not telling you this to worry you or create any sort of pity. I don’t want you to think differently of me…I just want you to know that I know what it feels like. You may be tired of hearing it by now but I am truly sorry that you have felt like this. I really am.