Depressed Mood... If ya don't want to hear it, DON'T READ! Your choice.
The scars on my wrists are healed, but I still have the craveing to feel the blood running down my arm and the feel of the sharp exacto knife against my skin. It seems so easy to just run...run to anywhere but here. Run from this god forsaken county where there is nothing to do, my "home" where I don't quite feel welcome anymore, my marriage that
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Hang in there. I love you!
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