No escape. Years and years of the same agony. Never good enough, never will be. Always the friend, never the girlfriend but for good reason (I don't blame them at all). I will always be lonely, because of my severe depression. I have been raped, molested several times, abused, secretly videotaped and displayed online all in one year. I never thought I was weak and I never thought I would be in those situations. Each and every one was just a wrong place at wrong time. I will never respect myself the way I used to. Its worse when the people you love, are the people hurting you.
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option 1. I will never do anything to myself, ever. But I have been tempted in the past.
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450 points, ended December 22, 2007, 11 entries
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That is what I tell friends of mine who are self mutilate. That ... all they are doing is hurting themselves NOW physically and later they are going to look back on what they did and feel so foolish. A lot of people claim to be proud of their scars, but I don't buy that for a moment. I also think that more than yourself, it hurts the people who care about. Because when they see it, whether by accident years later, or they walk in on you in the act, it hurts to see someone you love hurt themselves. So really ... is it worth it?
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