CHAPTER 1

It started out small as all things do in life. One less phone call, one less text. Things i tried to ignore desperately hoping my gut feeling would be wrong, I continued to tell myself that nothing had changed. I wanted to believe I was special, had a place in the pack and at the very least was problem was, I was just lying to myself. Like so many other lies I would tell myself to get through the day this had just become the next to add to the rolodex I don't matter now just like I didn't matter before. I'm just a tool they use when they need and throw away when they don't. I thought the pack gave me a family. I think about all the hurt as I drag the blade across my skin and feel the release. The pain is the only thing in my life that feels real anymore. As i do it i sit and lie back and think to the very actions that have brought me to this moment.