I hand out second chances like there's no tomorrow.

I fake smiles to make people happy.

My disorder isn't my problem; it's the solution to my real problems.

Sometimes I just want you to listen, not talk, not interrupt, not offer advice or suggestions. Sometimes all I want is you to sit there and listen and to feel like I have been heard.

Sometimes the weight of my sadness is bone-crushing, like the pressure of water down deep.

I hurt myself because it's the only feeling of pain that I can stand to feel.

I am terrified of not being a good enough friend.

At the start of the next day, before I even brush my teeth, I ask God to help me stop myself from hurting either myself or anyone around me.

There are so many things I wish I could say.

Words and actions hurt me even though they weren't meant to.

I am so incredibly mean to myself. I wouldn't talk to any other person on earth the way I talk to myself.

What I want right now more than anything is love from myself. If I had more self love, the criticisms, the negativity, the thoughts, the low self-esteem, the self-doubts would all cease.

I sometimes need your help, but it's hard for me to admit it.

I really do care about you, more than you could even imagine.

I cry when no one is around.

I sometimes cry for reasons I'm not even sure of, reasons I can't comprehend.

I don't like my disorder, I just am having a hard time disliking it.

I felt too ashamed, too embarrassed and too scared to tell you that I can't cope without hurting myself.

I am unable to see my potential right now but it helps me to hear you when you tell me it's there.

I'm afraid to know myself and understand my feelings and wishes.

As I'm smiling and laughing, I have voices screaming and degrading me in my head.

I feel there's an empty hole in me, but I don't have the strength to figure out what it is.

Some days I feel like the old me and it feels so liberating.

I feel guilty about all the pain I feel.

I hate, absolutely hate, feeling vulnerable and I will do almost anything to avoid it.

I feel nothing most of the time and I wait to see your reactions before I know how to respond/reply/react myself.

I am really sensitive although I appear unfeeling.

I'll lie to everybody to keep them from being hurt or from hurting them.

What you say sometimes hurts, even when it shouldn't.

I don't like myself right now and I need support, but then when I get that support, I'm scared to let go of it again, scared that I'll lose it, scared that I'll once again be alone and not have anyone to help me through this.

I hate being needy.

The cutting was the only constant in my life, the only thing which felt unchanging regardless of what events happened. The cutting was the only guarantee, the only certainty, the only thing loyal to me throughout everything that came my way.

I wish that I didn't hate myself but at the same time, I don't know how it would feel to like myself.

I don't want you to give up on me.

I have big dreams and wish that I believed enough to make them become a reality.

I don't even know myself.

For years, I longed for someone to know my secret, in the hope they'd stop the pain and stop me from hurting because I didn't care enough about myself to stop myself.

When I do something stupid, and remember it later, the "me" in the memory always looks disgusting and I hate it.

I have no confidence in myself or my abilities.

I want to do something that will make my parents proud of me.

I love you even when you don't think I do.

I'm so, so sorry for all the times I lied to you.

I need help believing in myself.

I don't feel that I deserve your unconditional love, even when you reassure me that I do deserve every bit of it.

Even when it doesn't look like it, I am trying, and I'm doing my best in the moment.

I won't ever measure up to what I'm supposed to be and I hate it.

I'm scared that this will kill me.

I'm scared that I'll lose myself to the cutting.

I'm scared that you'll give up on me.

I wish that there was something that will help me open up my eyes and let me see all the good inside me, let me see that I will overcome this and I will move on.