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My new neighbors have three daughters. I love them all, they are amazing girls. The other day the oldest, a 15 year old who we will call B, was wearing a TWLOHA shirt. It was at that moment that I realized that we might have at least one more thing in common. Today, while on my porch, I saw the scars on her arms. I couldn’t help but reach out and touch them. I remember, since it has not been very long since I last cut myself, how it feels to push a blade into my flesh. It hurt me to remember. She’s only 15. I didn’t begin cutting myself until I was 16. It has been 14 years of self mutilation. I have been cutting myself for almost as long as she has been alive. I am now really beginning to learn more about TWLOHA (To Write Love On Her Arms) It is an amazing organization that’s entire goal is to support those who are battling depression, drug abuse, self mutilation and suicide through awareness and music. I have a lot of thinking to do right now. I want to talk to B; to let her know that I know, at least somewhat, how she is feeling. But I am afraid that I am not well enough to have that conversation with her. What if I fuck up and make her sad or upset enough to want to cut herself again. I am very confused at the moment.


New Movement.

New Movement.


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