Andreea Axinte

Andreea Axinte

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I don't need someone to kiss my self harm scars and tell me they're beautiful. I just need someone to not panic when they see them.

Someone from Lewisburg, West Virginia, US posted a whisper, which reads "I don't need someone to kiss my self harm scars and tell me they're beautiful. I just need someone to not panic when they see them.

When I first self harmed in seventh grade it was wierd, I came home crying and I went to the bathroom. I wasn't thinking, I grabbed the shower razor and dragged it all over my legs leaving my skin puffy and stained red and stinging. And that one time, one moment of overwhelming sadness, brings me to where I am today.

When I first self harmed in seventh grade it was wierd, I came home crying and I went to the bathroom. I wasn't thinking, I grabbed the shower razor and dragged it all over my legs leaving my skin puffy and stained red and stinging.