There is no body else for me.. i don’t want anybody else..

Promise me.

I’ll have a promise ring until the day i get an engagement ring?

Promise me.

I’ll have an engagement ring until the day i get a wedding ring?

Promise me.

Promise me we will grow old with two girls that grow up strong, 2 cats and a dog that grow old with us?

Promise me.

i’ll see you again. And when i do you’ll be excited to see and feel my long brown hair?

Promise me.

You will be the only one i ever make love to?

And..

Promise me..

You will believe me when i say..

I love you..

His response :

I promise baby!

:DD

I’m breaking.. My moms splitting my boyfriend and i up because of my problems. Because i struggle. Because i cut. My life is over. I’m getting put in the hospital. I’m loosing the best thing who has ever happened to me. I’m loosing my mind. My heart is breaking. I’m crying and hes coming hes going to walk into my house seeing me crying. I don’t know what to do..

I’m so scared..

I don’t want to loose him.. I don’t to loose the love we have.. The way we’ve bonded and everything between us.

He was going to take me to the carnival this weekend.. But, instead i might never be able to talk to him again..

I hate myself..

Right now i want to cry, complain about today, cut, kill myself, all of that bull shit.

But, i get called a drama queen when i talk about how i am feeling. How i am doing so i won’t. Instead i will dwell on all of this..

Razor razor what have you made me?

A scarred up body constantly hiding, so insecure down down down in the ground i fall wanting to be free from myself.

Lately we all have been struggling. So i have been thinking about making this post.

To start off with.. You ARE BEAUTIFUL. Yes you! It’s true you really are.

Most of us who am i kidding, ALL of us doubt it. Maybe not everyday but we do.

We look in that mirror. Say to ourselves how much we hate ourselves. Some of us hide scars. Some of us picture something that isn’t real. Like a huge tummy. No one is fat. Whether you are overweight or the right weight. We all have our reasons.

The Distorted Thought Of Me :

We all have distorted thoughts of ourselves. Some can’t look in a mirror ; others just don’t like there bodies. We get picked on at school or work or home so much we start to believe the thoughts. I don’t blame you. But, it isn’t true. We all have our flaws. Maybe a pimple here and there. Sometimes a scratch from shaving. You know? It happens. But, it doesn’t mean you are ugly. You aren’t. No body is. And no body deserves to be called ugly or picked on. Never believe what others say they just want to see you hurt.

TO BE CONTINUED…

I know i haven’t done a support blog in a while. I just don’t feel like you guys listen to what i have to say. Some of you do which is great but how do i know you take my advice?

If you want me to do another support blog let me know.

I might start a new one on dealing with eating disorders.

I haven’t put anything in it yet but i will.

I love you guys<3

Self-harmers and people with eating disorders.

I understand we all get attached to someone we fall head over heels for. But it is not true love if you have to promise them that you won’t restrict, cut, or purge.

Why? Because they can’t accept you. Plus most of them say “Of course i would leave you if you did.” There are only a few girls and guys out there who wouldn’t do that to someone.

Don’t put yourself through stress just so you can feel loved.

Got it?

Okay.

Good.