But today, I cut the word trust by my hip and a few more cuts around it. Because I was told without trust we are nothing. Its burned into my head ever sense. And when I knew I was about to relapse, it hit my thoughts again. So I did it. I do things on impulse. That’s why I may never be completely clean of self harm. And that kills me.
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It’s like why everyone says to me when I try to say what’s wrong.
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