This sounds stupid but this was the breaking point for me. I started cutting just 2 days ago. It was all because of him, lets call him Nathan. He acted like he had a crush on me and i genuinely believed him. So what did I do? I started to date him. We would always text each other and he was so sweet, charming, caring, and funny. That was my image of him. I was so convinced that he actually liked me. I got paranoid at times and would ask him if he would ever leave me or fall out of love. He reassured me with paragraphs and paragraphs of "love." Recently my grandpa had died too. So Nathan helped a lot with my coping. I was talking to him being paranoid again and mentioned how much i hate my body and how im so fat. Nathan asked for a picture for proof. Yes, we knew each other in real life we just went to different schools. He wanted to see why I hated my body so much. I was very shocked and hesitant because i didn't want to send photos of my body. I never have before and like i said before im very insecure. So when he kept on pressuring me into sending photos I did. I regret it so much. I never wanted to. I felt dirty. He called me beautiful and I believed him. I was starting to feel better about myself. Out of no where, he ghosts me. I was devastated. And when I finally got back in contact with him he told me ghat his friend told him that I liked him and he felt bad for me. So he dated me out of pity. He used me for pleasure. He just wanted fucking nudes from a girl he didn't even like. I never even wanted to send them. But he kept begging and begging and begging and begging. I cut a scar on my wrist for each photo he told me to send. I have a total of 16 scars. I feel so drained. Im so tired and I'm taking a break from love. I won't be doing such stuff in a while.
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