Stop it girl. This will kill you.
I really don’t know why I keep hurting myself.
Seeing or hearing things that hurt me, almost on the verge of killing me…
because that is how it feels.
It feels as if my breathing is going to stop for one second to another, as if I could not stay here, not anymore.
I don’t know what to do.
It doesn’t help to tell myself, “You’ll get out of this”, because, really, I don’t know if it is possible to escape these feelings.
I wonder: When will it stop?
I don’t want to think anymore.
Either way, I need this to end.
- Dahlia Fortescue