I was extremely worried about my friend,Anna.

When I really read the words Anna said on Instagram, I realized, she's right.

Its too much to be happy, you shouldn't care what others think of your current and past scars.

Scars, a long time ago I would have lied about them, but I told my mom weeks ago.

She cried, but it seemed she was to worried about herself to even set up an appointment.

My grandma told me to push the feelings away, to ignore them.

It works during the day, but not the night.

At night I fall apart.

I haven't fallen apart until today.

I grabbed a knife and cut once for every bad thing in my life.

On the other side, I cut once for every good thing in my life.

I've lost my family, I have very few friends.

I realized, there are more bad things than good.

I could end it,I'd be happy anyway.

I'm not going to, right now I want to suffer.

So I'm going to live.

Your welcome.

-Mya