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Scarface
I've tried everything to make myself better and all has failed. I am tortured constantly by the disfiguring scar on my face. I have become a bitter, angry, and evil person. I suffer 24/7. The only time I don't suffer is when I sleep, and even then my dreams haunt me because I dream that my face is normal and that my life is fine. Then I wake up to my reality, my nightmare.
How I long to feel the sunshine on my face without having to worry about my scar tissue. To not feel the uncomfortable tissue pulling and tugging on my face. How I would die to be able to pull my hair back in public and go for a walk. To go to a picnic on the beach without having to wear a hat. To take a picture with family and friends without having to cover my face. To look in the mirror and be able to smile at my reflection like I used to. To put on makeup, wear my hair how I want to, wear and nice dress, and actually feel good about myself.
I have spent days in bed lately.
I want to die, but I'm too scared to pull the trigger, to take the jump, to swallow the pill. So I will just will myself to die every day.
My scarred face is my demise. It will kill me. I keep telling myself that the pain will be over soon. We are all put in this earth to ultimately suffer and die. My relief will come one day.
How I long to feel the sunshine on my face without having to worry about my scar tissue. To not feel the uncomfortable tissue pulling and tugging on my face. How I would die to be able to pull my hair back in public and go for a walk. To go to a picnic on the beach without having to wear a hat. To take a picture with family and friends without having to cover my face. To look in the mirror and be able to smile at my reflection like I used to. To put on makeup, wear my hair how I want to, wear and nice dress, and actually feel good about myself.
I have spent days in bed lately.
I want to die, but I'm too scared to pull the trigger, to take the jump, to swallow the pill. So I will just will myself to die every day.
My scarred face is my demise. It will kill me. I keep telling myself that the pain will be over soon. We are all put in this earth to ultimately suffer and die. My relief will come one day.
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