I cut my wrist 10 minutes ago, yeah...and somehow survived to tell the tale. My good friend on Discord convinced me to see the Doctor, and it was obvious I skipped all the medical checkup for 30 months straight. Constant humiliation, diminishing, and people just making me feel awful. I cracked mentally probably months ago, and it was only a matter of time before the body met the soul.

I fucking hate this world, and I regret patching up my cuts.

I should have died.