Why am I still here?
Why am I still fighting when I feel so weak?
Why am I not dead yet?
Why am I feeling so unhappy?
Then all of a sudden I started to cry and loads of bad thoughts were rushing though my head and it got all to much for me to handle I went to the bathroom looked myself in the mirror and all I could see was a monster starring back at me. What's that all about?
Then I went back to my room and stayed to harm myself and I cried and cried, the bad thoughts were getting the better of me. I couldn't control them, I was powerless, it was like my demons came out and took over my body and my power. It was horrible.
Now I feel so empty and feel so ashamed. Still crying now. I feel so guilty. I can't sleep, I feel so lost. Having flashbacks from earlier, I can feel my demons coming out again
