Nyancat707

You are so much stronger than suicide. You are so much more powerful than the cuts on your arm, And so much better than your eating disorder. So much more than your scars. Darling, Please look me in the eyes, And show me your wounds, Whether they be on your forearm, Your wrist, Your mind, Or your heart. Sweetheart, Have you been skipping meals? Have you been cutting? Well, here’s something for you to try. Think one thing, Just one thing, Every Single Day. Just remember to prove to the world, That you Are stronger than Suicide.

The next morning you awoke quietly to see a plate with a potato and a piece of bread with a cup of water. There was a little note next to it, it read "Eat." 'Of course.' You thought to yourself. You sat up, trying to remember yesterday's events. You noticed that the bandage was changed. You had to thank Rivaille. HAD TO. He did all these things for you, yet you don't know why. But whatever the reason was, you knew you needed to show gratitude. You rubbed your eyes and grabbed the plate. You began eating thinking of what you could do, but you knew you couldn't in this state. You sighed to yourself and finished eating. You drank the cup of wat