I Never Thought I'd Be In This Place Again

Today would have been my one year anniversary of not cutting.
But I didn't get there.
I relapsed about a week or two ago. I really don't know why. I was just sad. I didn't tell anyone. I couldn't tell anyone. I feel like I've let so many people down. My family, my friends, my supporters, and myself. Everyone was watching my progress, and I'd come so far. But I was angry and stressed and overall sad.
My life really just sucks.
I literally have only two friends.
No one follows me on Instagram or Twitter and if they do, they never acknowledge my posts.
My parents hardly have time for me.
The only guy that's ever been able to talk me out of cutting hates my guts right now.
I'm white trash.
I'm single.
I don't find myself remotely attractive.
I could go on forever. It all narrows down to I'm sad. I try, I really, really try, to be happy and keep a smile on my face.
But I lock myself in my room at night and cry.
It's funny, because there was a time when I was popular, and everyone wanted to be my friend. I was the golden girl, and now I'm the black sheep.
That's all I got for now.
ReesesPeaces ReesesPeaces
18-21, F
Sep 10, 2012