Its been more than 5 years I hold myself to not cut my wrist. To not tear apart my chest or cut hand. That feel constantly haunt me when my heart feel pain. I feel it could stop the pain but I know its not the way.
Behind my cry, behind my lying on bed, I manage my self, I manage the storm inside me. Is it counted?
I think its too low to be counted. Many woman do way better than me. I am just seeking an excuse. While people outside they are seriously battle with their own self, seriously build their life, working hard and be strong, I am just doing bare minimum: to keep being alive.
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