For seven odd years now, I have had to survive through harming myself, it is a need and it is a surviving technique, harming myself, whether that be self injury, or overdosing, possibly substance abuse, whatever way to keep me going, I need. Since that has become an addiction for me, I can't just not do it just because it hurts me, harming myself is the only way I can survive, whether it kills me or not, it is the only way I can survive, and I know that if it kills me, obviously I did not survive, which makes it a want, not a need, but I don't want to die, I need too, I never asked for any of this, I really didn't, when I was a little girl, say about three, I dreamt of being a nurse, I dreamt of having a happy life, a happy family, full of joy and success, instead, I recieve a bunch of problems, abuse in the past, a destroyed family, a distraught view on myself and other people, a broken heart and a failure of myself in all things I try to do.
The only thing I would be good at in this life is ending it, that is a fact.
For those that yet do not know what is going on, allow me to explain in a detailed manner, seeing as a short explaination wouldn't fit this situation.
I had this friend, we turned into lovers, we dated for three months, inbetween that time, we both were suicidal, had eating issues, selfharm difficulties, I was paranoid, beyond explainable, which probably caused him a problem to deal with me in a polite way. One morning, I lost it, I become so paranoid he said it's over, that day I cried for hours, I cut, I drank and I starved for a few days. I hurt like hell. I thought he was the one. I really did.
These lyrics explain quite a bit of how I feel;
Seems like just yesterday,
you were apart of me
I used to stand so tall,
I used to be so strong,
your arms around me tight,
everything, it felt so right,
unbreakable, like nothing could go wrong.
now I can't breath,
no, I can't sleep,
I'm barely hanging on...
Here I am,
once again,
I'm torn into pieces,
can't deny it,
can't pretend,
just thought you were the one,
broken up,
deep inside,
but you won't get to see the tears I cry,
behind these hazel eyes.
I told you everything,
I opened up and let you in,
you make me feel alright for once in my life,
now all that's left of me
is what I pretend to be,
so together but so broken up inside,
'cause I can't breath,
no, I can't sleep,
I'm barely hanging on...
Here I am,
once again,
I'm torn into pieces,
can't deny it,
can't pretend,
just thought you were the one,
broken up,
deep inside,
but you won't get to see the tears I cry,
behind these hazel eyes.
Kelly Clarkson - Behind these hazel eyes (btw).
Most of her songs explain how I feel right now. I have a whole CD of her music, breakaway her album is called, all them songs, well, most of them, explain how I feel, how I felt... :cry: Bleugh.
But anyway. He keeps saying he loves me, he hates me, he doesn't love me, he cares too much to let me go, I don't know, he's confusing me and fucking with my head quite a bit. I know I hurt him, I know I did, but he doesn't have to hurt me back, I hurt too much already, just him leaving me destroyed me, just that alone... and now I have all his suck up asshole licking 'friends' manipulating him into hating me, which is what they've tried to do before, and I'm not sure if he is falling for it, I really ain't.
I just want him back, I still love him, and no, I won't get over him, he's different compared to all my other relationships, he's left a space in my heart, a whole, a very wide, deep hole which won't ever heal, he will always be with me now, he will be in my dreams, my thoughts and my feelings of love and care will be dedicated to him only, because I truly love him, it isn't lust, it's love, I know it is because this feeling, it's unexplainable...
I just guess, he doesn't feel the same, or he does and he is afraid to face it, because it's with me! :cry:
I just, just want to die, curl up in a ball and fade away from this, just, :cry:, just to be gone... I can't take this torn apart heart anymore, it's too much, I cry everyday, I think of suicide all the time, I've lost interest in all things I used to love doing, I cut almost everyday, I harm myself in someway everyday, I sleep too much or too little, I've lost my appetite, I feel lonely and hurt and I feel like I'm dying slowly... all since he left, of course, some of these were here even with him and me together, but it felt less painful, and more capable of handling, with him, I could live, I felt like I had a meaning, I loved him and it was the greatest thing I had in such a long time, now it's gone and I feel worse than ever before... :cry:
Sorry for the long lecture, I must go now.