My mind is no longer my own. All to myself. I’ve been sharing it with madness sadness and badness. I can’t get these disgusting thoughts out of my head. I cut myself to. Lots of little ones. I just started and didn’t want to stop. It’s unfair. I should be allowed to express and feel that pain in the way I want but the guilt and shame stop that. It’s unacceptable. I remember the great feeling that comes with cutting. The way it brings you back into yourself. Away from the darkness.