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If only we could switch lives for a day so you could be happy. If only I could bear your pain for a day so you could be free. If only the burdens you carry could be taken away for a moment. If only the fears you hide could be burned away by the sunrise. If only you wouldn't cut yourself. If only you wouldn't cry. If only you wouldn't think of suicide. If only. . . . - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Every day without fail I see another post on Pinterest about cutting. And my heart breaks a little each time. I grew up in a small town. All of my family was close by. Life has always been good. Not easy. But good. And now I'm learning about girls who are struggling. They are hurting and I can't do a thing to help. They beg younger siblings not to end up like them. They sink every day into depression. They sit alone in bathrooms spilling their own blood. Here I sit in my room, wishing I could help them somehow. Because my heart is still breaking. Someday it might shatter. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - If only I wasn't helpless. If only I could put my feelings into words. If only. If only.
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Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 12:34 AM UTC
If Only
If only we could switch lives for a day so you could be happy. If only I could bear your pain for a day so you could be free. If only the burdens you carry could be taken away for a moment. If only the fears you hide could be burned away by the sunrise. If only you wouldn't cut yourself. If only you wouldn't cry. If only you wouldn't think of suicide. If only. . . . - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Every day without fail I see another post on Pinterest about cutting. And my heart breaks a little each time. I grew up in a small town. All of my family was close by. Life has always been good. Not easy. But good. And now I'm learning about girls who are struggling. They are hurting and I can't do a thing to help. They beg younger siblings not to end up like them. They sink every day into depression. They sit alone in bathrooms spilling their own blood. Here I sit in my room, wishing I could help them somehow. Because my heart is still breaking. Someday it might shatter. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - If only I wasn't helpless. If only I could put my feelings into words. If only. If only.
i'm sorry i couldn't help more Also: I'm realizing that this is more dramatic than I intended, and I don't mean for it to come across as guilty. Just thought I'd put that out there.
#pain#helpless#sad
daughterofthestorm
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daughterofthestorm
16/F/eye of a hurricane
Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 12:34 AM UTC
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