March 2012
53 posts
Before you make a condescending comment about the cuts on someones wrist, think twice. That person with those cuts is the one of the strongest people you will ever meet. Those cuts tell a story, a story about their daily struggles. They fight the same exact battle each and every day. Not just…
He found them. I tried to keep this moment from happening. But it just happened. Laying in my bed cuddling i took off my sweatshirt which just left my tank top. It was dark so I didn’t think anything about it. He rubbed his hand up and down my arms and suddenly stopped. It was at the part on my arm where I keep all my cuts. My heart dropped and I knew. I just knew it. He looked at my and quickly pulled my arm out of the blankets. Tears rolled down my face. I figured, this was it. So I rushed to explain it, to say sorry. He interrupted me, and kissed me on the cheek. He told me that these scars didn’t show who I am, they showed how strong I am. He then called me beautiful and kissed me. And from that moment, I knew. I knew that I love him.
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