Scars is sicker than sick and tried to die but didn’t make it. Institutionalization number 8. When I leave there will be pictures of scars and stories. I have divorced my family as requested. A new one is materializing despite my best attempts to refuse love and help. I don’t know why you stick around but I pray that I will find the beginning of an answer here hugging the toilet and pretending it is warm like you. All my love to those who carried me here. Those who pushed counted bills, played tricks, and jumped cliffs – you are free of the damaged one. Please give her her freedom, don’t make her take.

Scars XO