angelinabee
I had been hiding for entirely too long. Yes, he hurt me. Yes, I saw a monster every time I looked in the mirror.
I was tired of hiding.
I looked into the brutal reflection of my bathroom mirror one last time before I walked into my bedroom and looked down at the bottle of pills that came in the mail. I didn’t have a face anymore, and it was time to remove the mask. It was time to be free. I swallowed every pill in the bottle and snuggled into my bed for the last time.