Straight up. No bullshit.

[silentmelody]

No one likes to be alone.

I have problems.

I started to cut myself again. Why? Because it makes me feel good!
___ It doesn’t really though, does it? I don’t get happiness when I do it. I just get instant relief.
Gee what sort of person does that sound like?

I am sick.
I’ve stopped eating.
I hurt myself.
I feel fake.

I’ve realized I have to come to a decision.
Either I do kill myself, because that is what I feel I truly want at this moment. Or
I get profession help and work on that properly until I know I am strong enough not to sink this low ever again.

I honestly do not know what to do.
__________________________________ Both scare me.

I am so afraid. And so alone.