Reaching out for help can be hard and, at times, terrifying. Today I didn't realize I was in a crisis until around 9:30pm, half an hour after my therapist's calling hours ended. I was having serious self-harm urges. I wanted to cut. Badly. I was struggling, making plans to self harm, and felt like I was … Continue reading Calling a Crisis Line
Trigger Warning - This post references self-harm.
A few nights ago, Sunday to be exact, I felt that I was in a bit of an emotional crisis. My mood had rapidly deteriorated over the course of the day and I was having very intense urges (not just thoughts) to self harm. I wasn't originally going to write a post about this since … Continue reading I Will Not Self Harm
513. The number seems innocuous enough, yet to me the weight bears down. My back feels nearly bowed from the effort of holding that figure high, trying to keep it untarnished, keep it from sinking below the water level, to drag me down with it, to begin drowning once more. Today was a struggle. Yet … Continue reading Damn You, 513
Anyone who read my last post (6 days ago) knows that this past week has been a struggle! I have been struggling hard-core with self harm urges. My main goal 6 days ago was to make it through the day without cutting, but what I really wanted was to make it at least until my … Continue reading I Don’t Know How I Did It
Trigger Warning - SH!
Written on 6/8/15 ©2015 Melissa McLaughlin Black bits chip away as eager fingers pick pick layer after layer of polish, nail, skin, and sinew apart flakes fall down dancing through the air melding into the carpet fibers below spots and specks of red emerge seeping out from splits in skin and you realize you stain … Continue reading Poem // Stained