With my ability to communicate destroyed I would draw. My art teacher hated my drawings - they were never good enough. So, one day during my form lesson I sat and drew to take my mind off not wanting to exist and not wanting to go to my next class where I knew I would get a beating. My only other outlet was self harm - the frustration, isolation and sheer negativity was hell to handle.
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