im so jealous of the people who can tell their family something exciting, and they care and celebrate them
my friend was calling her mom and telling her about how she got a dance solo and her mom celebrated her
mine wouldve told me its stupid and to invest my time somewhere else
any strong emotion, i cut myself to
extreme happiness, extreme sadness , extreme numbness
i can’t handle my emotions very well. my only good form of regulation is self harm
i don’t want anyone to be upset over my death
i need them to understand that suicide was my ultimate wish
all i ever wanted was to die
and i’ll become to happy once i commit
i’m afraid to live
any non-suicidal or hopeful thought scares me
all i’ve known is suicide and ending my life young
continuing forward past that scares me immensely
no matter how “happy” or “good” my life gets
i’ll never quit my self harm addiction
it’s a good reminder to know i’m a horrible person and keeps me in check
it’s my first day at my summer program and i feel very lonely
it feels like so many people already made friends and have groups and i’m just there
it’s also going to be a pain to hide my sh from my roommate