There’s a girl in the bathtub Blood gushing from her wrists There’s a boy on London Bridge Watching the water flow on by We’re only broken souls trying to find our way, trying to find our way through the dark
Self harm really just isn’t understood. Some people think we want to self harm, think we want to die, think we have no hope in us. Self harm is just like when you get the urge to lust, it’s just like when you get the urge to smoke (I don’t smoke but I understand what it’s like), or to have a drink/snack that you told yourself you aren’t going to have.
We all have scars, a history we cannot bear, but we need to put that behind us. And we all get judged by something that cannot be changed, but we need to just ignore those judges.We constantly feel we aren’t good enough, and we lose courage, and hope and faith in simply what the truth is. Others forever tear us down, even those that did it unintentionally and unknowingly, and it just hurts so so bad.
Today, (14th October 2013) one of my friends, he was talking about retaliating or something like that, I can’t remember, and he asked me something like why not retaliate? And I said “you know I’m against violence, and so are you”, and he said to me “don’t tell me you’re against violence when you remember what you did to your wrist”. This was in class too!
For me, lately it’s been the knife that I been resorting to. (not literally a knife, but what the knife represents) I’ve felt just so weak the past few weeks, I’ve been getting quite stressed, and I’ve just been completely ignoring the things I have written here on my blog and my Instagram account.