My dad’s highly abusive and awful and just did his usual “find a way to make me out to be a villain for the smallest thing” routine, and I’ve severely self harmed three times this week already. I wanna cut myself up one more time, use the blood to make a handprint on a piece of paper, and then hide it somewhere where he’ll find it with a note about him catching me “red handed” or some other equally stupid pun. I don’t know why. It’s just something I feel like doing right now.
