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...I'm doing right now, by posting this. I hate whining about how much I want to hurt myself in a stupid little thread no one will really care about, on a stupid little website that I'm tempted to quit and never log back into every single day I log in or join the chat rooms.
I guess I could try one of those little online crisis lines, but it says no one is available. They think I'm a freak anyway. I'm too much of a coward to actually call a crisis line. I have people IRL that I could talk to, but I won't. They know about the cutting, but they don't know about the reason behind it right now. I can't tell them. They'll think I'm a freak. Probably because I am. It's just another one of those nights...those nights where things get so bad that I literally feel sick to my stomach. It's almost hard to breathe...like my own thoughts and feelings escaped and are now physically crushing me. The only thing non-self destructive that helps is sitting here on the couch, shaking like an idiot. I don't know if its voluntary or not. But I know what would help so much more... I thought I was getting past the cutting issue. I started having people who care. I have someone who cares enough to want me to text/call/email/whatever whenever I want to hurt myself, in hopes that I could avoid it somehow. But I can't. I can't explain why I am this way. I don't even really know why, how can I make others understand? I can't tell them how I wish I could just rip out of my own skin, because it's not me. But I should just get over that, right? I should just go back to repressing it like I used to. Or did I? Maybe I never did and I'm just whining. Maybe some of the people here I actually did talk to about it were right. Maybe I always was a girl and I still am. Maybe I have no reason to feel the other way. I should just get over it. It feels like something must have gotten mixed up before I was born, but no one is born perfect so I just have to deal with it. But I guess the way I deal with things is the real problem here. I should just toughen up and act like a girl, dress like a girl, even though it kills me inside. Instead I just sit here whining, staring at the veins in my wrists wondering what would happen if I just...slipped... |
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Triggers, triggers, triggers ... tell me about it.
![]() Be who you want to be, define your own self, and to heck with what other people think. This is easier said than done for me too, and I don't always know why. ![]() |
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I'm thinking of you, and I, including everyone else here, am more than willing to listen. |
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I definitely don't think you are whining...but I totally know how you feel...thinking of you today...
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