Sometimes I just wanna let the demons (my thoughts) win asking myself what point anymore of trying when I just relapse after relapse and my though yelling “NOBODY WOULD CARE IF YOU DIE”
I try to ignore it thinking of people would miss me (my GF,Seeing my nephew growing up and my sister new baby grow up) sometimes my thoughts override the positive thoughts I just shut down (dont wanna talk,wanna be alone and die) to take away the pain I cut myself in the long end it it a short fix and all im doing causes scars that will always be there (memory) someday I will win against the demons still then I will be fighting still I win
I AM
Strong
Caring
Cute
Funny
Nice
(I made this in my journal but wanted to share it)