Domino effect

I hated myself the hate turned to depression the depression turned to more anger the anger needed a place to go it needed a place to go so I cut it into my skin one cut turned to two and two cuts turned to an addiction realizing it was an addiction made me want to quit trying to quit turned me to a different addiction for some reason the new addiction seemed worse it seemed worse so I quit but needed something I needed something so I started to cut again I started to cut again and realized I needed help I needed help so I went to the hospital the hospital taught me to hate my scars sense I hated my scars I hated my reflection sense I hated my reflection I couldn't look in mirrors sense I can't look in mirrors I don't know what I look like sense I don't know what I look like I don't know if I know who I am sense I don't know who I am I wonder if I ever did sense I don't know if I ever did I will start to spiral and the spiral will only go downhill mental health is a Domino effect