#tw self destructive behavior
me rn
1 year, 2 months, and 22 days clean. Even now this is still like an everyday issue
it looked like i was losing weight but the scale is telling me otherwise.
one day ill be small enough.
i hit a styro + i cant figure out how to do it again. wtf.
the masculine urge to end it all right now
me rn
tw sh
help an irl saw a few cuts n was like
“r u okay?? I’m always here <33”
UH NOW WHAT DO I DO
i rlly just have the urge 2 isolate myself all day evry day
Hello, I’m p0L, and this is my portfolio
As a contemporary artist I’m not really focused on t3cnique, now I’m just in the mood of exploration
All this black and withe, circus phase is a expression of damage, but now I can paint nice clowns.
This was a WIP for a zine
Thank you very much.
So what if my self harm is attention seeking? Some people self harm to ground themselves, some do to express their frustration, some do to distract themselves from the mental pain, but some do it as a cry for help when words aren’t loud enough, which is basically attention seeking (or some people call it ‘support seeking’ to remove the negative connotation)
So what if i self harm so my family understand that my struggles are that bad? So they’ll allow me to get professional help and not say “it can’t be that bad, you can handle this alone”, or at least acknowledge that i am struggling. Yes this is attention seeking, but there’s no shame in it
Tw: Selfharm (cutting), mentioned blood!
Saeran was working and watched the cameras installed in MCs room.
He watched her while she was crying and shaking.
Then she walked over to a vase where Ray once placed flowers.
She took it and threw it on the ground.
The vase broke and shards of it were everywhere on the ground.
,,Destroy what that stupid weakling gifted you, hm?“, Saeran thought rather to himself. But then she picked up one of the shards and looked at it intensively.
Tears still flowing out of her eyes.
Saeran didn’t understand at first what she wanted to do.
With her still shaking hand, MC placed the shard on her wrist. Then she started sliding it and blood drops came out of it.
Saeran, who was still watching her, widened his eyes ,,What the fuck does she think she’s doing??”
He bursted out of his room and ran to her room. ,,What the hell are you doing??“, he screamed. She stopped and looked at him with watering eyes. ,,I can’t do this anymore.. I’m good for nothing anyway..”, MC cried out.
He just snatched the shard out of her hand and looked at her wrist. It was really bleeding bad. Saeran tried not to panick. He may enjoyed torturing her, but not like this. Something deep inside of him was really scared and didn’t want her to die.
,,Ugh you stupid toy! Don’t you dare doing this ever again, got it?!“, he growled at her. Her response was just a small ,,Sorry..”
After that Saeran grabbed her not injured arm and dragged her out of the room, to a believer who could help them.
Bottle up as a religion
I always end up hurting someone somehow