Idk how much this thing will let me write but I am getting the feeling I should tell someone about this so we'll see.
I am 24 now, have a daughter and a loving girlfriend. I am steadily working at an electricians license so that I can support my family and work a second job for myself after my day job to make ends meet. I find myself sitting in my chair, razor knife in han, upon the brink of hurting myself worse than the wounds that already exist on my legs and arms.
The thought passes by head of if I am being selfish because I have a daughter and people who care for me. It makes me feel guilty. But I cant stop the way I feel.