It just feels like every time there seems to be sparks of hope and light in my life, my demons have to tear me apart inside!
I feel like I’m being continuously stamped deeper and deeper into the ground, I can’t breathe!
I’m so ashamed, disgusted of myself.
I’m repulsed by my cuts! They’re not beautiful! They’re a constant reminder that I’m haunted inside. I just want to curl up and sleep forever.