Lesson Learned

To look at the marks on my wrists, and think nothing of it. Everyday is exactly the same, depression, anxiety, exhaustion. I always knew life wasn't going to be easy. But, I never expected so much pain. To look at my actions, breaking down my family, torturing their souls, just kills me even more inside. I believe that I cause their pain, the blame is to be placed on me, so I hurt myself more. But the day I witnessed my sister following my past, cutting her wrists, just absolutely horrified me. I was confused, lost, and even more, I was scared. And then the day came, the day of her defeat, her depression overwhelmed her, and she came at me screaming in pain, blood dripping from her wrists, and all I could do was cry. Crying, and yelling at her to quit, but knowing that it wouldn't do any good, as I would say something, but not follow in it. It was then, that I knew that I had to change my ways, life is too short already, and to shorten it even more.....would just be hell. (Just to let you know, this is a true life situation that occurred in my family. I don't ask for sympathy, but I ask you to include my sister in your prayers, things are possible by yourself, but it's always easier with help. And for your information [for those who care] I am currently getting help with my depression, and I just want to thank all of those who have commented, it showed me people care, and that means more than anyone will ever know. Thank you)