LadybugTempore
Personal Story
Copyright, LadybugTempore
I’m nineteen years old and I’m Mexican, and I don’t know how to express my feelings in English, but I’ll try.
Before, I didn’t know self injury was an illness, but I practiced that, since I was a child. I remembered when I was sad I took a cutter and just cut my arms or my legs.
Now, I continue with SI but now I burn my skin too. I have a lot of ugly marks. But I don’t know why, these marks make me feel good, make me feel real, alive…
Maybe I’m wrong but I don’t care, I enjoy my scars, maybe some day I’ll stop, but for now I feel good doing it.
I think I’m a happy person, if you see me you’d never know that I have a problem.
That’s all, I’m thinking more things but they are unimportant.