#wristscars

[drrkmishra]

Self-Harm scars never go away completely, by any surgery or procedure! So please think twice before doing self harm. The emotional moments are temporary, these scars are for lifetime. There is no procedure to remove these type of scars completely or permanently. Spread #awareness. #awarenesspost #selfharmscars #selfinjury #selfharm #cutmarks #wristcut #wristscars #scars #plasticsurgery #teens #drrkmishra #mycosmeticsurgery #sipshospital #rkmsips https://www.instagram.com/p/CoPjilDp-I7/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[red-red-spout]

Sure, you say that now, but wait til you meet my new practitioner OC Wristscar Sanguinus (his parents artificially induced Polycythemia Vera in him as an infant so that his frequent medically necessary phlebotomies serve as endless fuel source for workings)

[writtenconstellation-blog]

I change my style

so people won’t notice the scars in my wrist

because I don’t have any long sleeves shirt more.

— writtenconstellation

[11.54 am ; January 28th]

[delaneyrostro-blog]

07/21/16

My life is a sporadic mess. Starting in 2015: my first year of college has arrived. Nervous and anxious to move out of my house and into the dorms. Two year long relationship shatters, but at least the mask he wore was beautiful. Three months later my two-year-old cousin dies slowly in the PICU in KCK from being born prematurely. His fingers were dry ice and I never kissed him goodbye. Shattered pieces become smaller. College life brings on toxic life sucking friends, sexual assault, rejection, drinking, drugs, guns violence, sex. Not necessarily in order. Bitch roommate helps me get assaulted, blames MIP on me, vomits on my bed, passes out naked everywhere (literally) and brings random boys home to fuck. I wanted to be free, to live, to experience life and try all things my parents forbade from me. I made mistakes. I continue to make mistakes. I moved home early from the dorms. Parents have never truly gotten along, father is a jerk. They decide to fight about breaking up and put me in the middle of every fight. Can't wait to move. Sister is married and lives in KC, brother is overly religious and condescending. I feel insane. I can have no issues or breaks in strength without extreme repercussions from my mom, even though she has been more of my daughter emotionally this year. I can't disagree with my brother without being spoken down to for my sinful lifestyle. I can't speak to my dad about past traumas because he refuses to believe any of them. My sister is my only support, my life line. Am I crazy? Maybe I am insane. Maybe I need to be institutionalized like my father has said before. Maybe I need to up my meds or move away and start over. Maybe I need to drop out of school or grow apart from my weeded family or just end it all. Other families have it worse, other families have it better. My family laughs at my internal struggles. Even now I feel embarrassed because this must be an insanity rant. ​Lord please help me.

[fatyetirules]

I Know That Even With The Seams Stitched Tightly, Darling Scars Will Remain #LaDispute #NobodyNotEvenTheRain #scars #fading #stronger #gettinghappy #nomoreselfharm #selfharm #cutting #nothingsgonnabringmedown #fuckit #fuckbullshit #drama #cansuckit #thighs #thighscars #wrist #wristscars #imdone