Blue Ink on Paper
It started when I was sexually abused at age 9. I took a paperclip and scratched up my arm. I started to hide my food. I didn't understand why I was doing these things. But now it makes sense.
I am going to write everything down. I am going to pour my heart out, let you into my little world of self destruction and self creation. I will write and write until you know everything.
I am going to write everything down. I am going to pour my heart out, let you into my little world of self destruction and self creation. I will write and write until you know everything.
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Josh and Other Things
I blocked it out -
Bullies
Why are kids so mean? -
Trauma #1
Did he steal my innocence, or did I give it away? - Trauma #2
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Meeting Her
I fell in love with her slowly but surely. -
Alcohol and 420
Two of my former best friends -
Cutting and Burning
It felt so right to rip myself apart. -
Bulimorexia
I binged, purged, and starved my feelings away. -
Mom
It's time to talk about her.