today was the day i made the first cut.
today was the day i made the first harm.
my skin is no longer flawless...
and for a long time it won't be.
i am writing this from the bathroom.
This is not to seek attention, I don't need it.
This is not a cry for help, I already did.
This is, so I am not confused... but I am aware.
The fist incision has been made.