you gotta put that blade down wash your hands, away from the blood of your past and misery. stop trying to stand up immediately, you gotta sit down and inhale exhale inhale exhale inhale exhale inhale exhale.
step #2:
and now that you begin to heal, you can stand up and look at yourself in the mirror, and whisper to yourself, "it's okay, it's alright, it's okay, it's alright, it's okay, it's alright, it's okay" — until you can fake a smile again, until your tears have disappeared.
third step:
stop reminding yourself about that one time you refused to talk to your aunt and then she died the next few days, it wasn't your fault, you didn't **** her. i've known shame my whole life, that i learned to put away everything until one day i accidentally opened the drawer, then i have to start over.