Aubrey NhyaMoon
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How Art Saved My Life
I was so depressed, my world consisted of staring blankly at the wall in the shower, with the water so hot I burned myself, begging my body to let me feel, I was carving into my wrists with thumbtacks, just to feel the pain, I hated my body my mind, myself. All I wanted yo do was lay under my covers and disappear... I thought about dying, everyday, I forgot what it felt like to not want to die. My world became so dark, I pushed away friends, and I told myself I wasn't good enough for my hobbies. I wanted to quit... I couldn't take a pill with out thinking of swallowing the whole bottle... or stand on a bridge without wanting to jump. At this point I was fucked, to be blunt. I was going through stuff, my mom was convinced a clean room was a happy me... And I didn't care about much but it killed me to see her look so sad... and that she thought she had failed at parenting.
By Aubrey NhyaMoon6 years ago in Psyche