Screw it.

Why the hell does everyone think they know who I should be? Why can't anyone just accept me for who I am? Yes I have my problems, but that doesn't give everyone the right to tell me I'm wrong. I really just don't give a shit what anyone thinks anymore. You know what? Yes, I fucking hurt myself. I admit it. And no, I don't think it's horrible and wrong. And I really don't give a shit if you do. I wish everyone would just leave me the fuck alone about it. I'm not trying to kill myself, I'm actually rather careful about it. It just helps me get by. It's my skin to destroy if I want to, and if that upsets you, too bad. I wish I could say I'm sorry, but I'm not. I've spent my whole goddamn life apologizing for every fucking little thing I do because someone will inevitably tell me it upsets them or hurts them or whatever, but not this time. I refuse to apologize for coping. I refuse to apologize for doing what I need to do to keep sane. I'm not sorry. I really wish I didn't have to sound so belligerent about this, so uncaring, but I can't help it. Because when it comes right down to it, I don't care. It's my life. If you can't accept me as I am, then don't. I refuse to keep trying to accommodate everyone but myself. I'm a cutter. Deal with it.