Cuts

My three best friends are suffering from depression. So I cut myself, as a punishment, for not being able to do anything to make them feel better.

I lied and told you they were from my dog when you saw the scars. I didn't dare to tell you the truth because I was afraid you'd judge me, or deem me as a freak and walk away.

When I finally told you, you didn't judge me, you didn't get mad. You told me that for every cut I made, you'd cut yourself twice.

Today I celebrate my two week Blade Sobriety.

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