I was 3 days clean today. 3 days without touching my blades. 3 days without seeing myself bleed.
I don't know what happened. I was crying on the bus an when I got home I ran upstairs, grabbed the nearest blade I could find and...
I wanted to stay strong. I wanted to stay clean and keep my head up. But I'm just so lost.
I am staring at my legs. The faded sharpie a failed attempt at personal therapy. I only made one cut, but that was enough to snap me back to my senses. The sudden red, the sharp pain.
Time to start over again.
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Living with ADHD
RandomThis is a true story about me. Almost like a blog. I have lived my entire life with ADHD and I realized by sharing my story not only can I help myself, I can maybe help other in the same situation. I hope you read this with an open mind and remember...
