June 16, 2002
Blood shed
Am I the only one who feels that perhaps they're happy being sad?
Breaking down, for me, is almost a better sense of relief than cutting.
So I think part of the reason I cut *is* to break down.
I wish I had more scars. They're important to me for some reason. But I can't be sad anymore and I hate that.
I hate knowing that if my parents catch one downcast look they run off and tell my therapist.
I just can't take this anymore. I want to die.
needingalex at 1:49 a.m.