About “A Distorted Dream”: The Urge to Cut
My wrist is daring me. It’s too beautiful, without a single scratch in years. I don’t deserve such perfection on my body. It’s taunting me. Just one cut would be enough. A single imperfect…
Reclaiming the Narrative
My wrist is daring me. It’s too beautiful, without a single scratch in years. I don’t deserve such perfection on my body. It’s taunting me. Just one cut would be enough. A single imperfect…