Yesterday was sad.
I don't know what I was doing, but I was really down. I was obsessing and I didn't like it, and I just needed to stop. I couldn't find a rubber band and I was shaving. One thing led to another, and now I have 10 scars under my boobs. I picked up my straight razor and it just happened.
I obsessed over why nothing in my life was like I had planned. I just want things to be straightforward like people tell me and promise to me. I don't know if my mind is fucking playing tricks on me or what because I think I remember things but he doesn't, and other times he does and just blatantly changes his statements without telling me. I can't deal with this at all and it is getting to me.
Now I'm in a "party" in "my" room and it sucks. It was just sopposed to be people I like and can deal with, and all of a sudden it changes and two other people I am not such a fan of are here. I am not talking to anyone, and I'm on my laptop pretending to be doing homework, but actually just typing this and trying not to think about cutting right now.
I'm afraid to open up now, and especially afraid to have sex. They don't look so bad
I can't belie
I don't know what I was doing, but I was really down. I was obsessing and I didn't like it, and I just needed to stop. I couldn't find a rubber band and I was shaving. One thing led to another, and now I have 10 scars under my boobs. I picked up my straight razor and it just happened.
I obsessed over why nothing in my life was like I had planned. I just want things to be straightforward like people tell me and promise to me. I don't know if my mind is fucking playing tricks on me or what because I think I remember things but he doesn't, and other times he does and just blatantly changes his statements without telling me. I can't deal with this at all and it is getting to me.
Now I'm in a "party" in "my" room and it sucks. It was just sopposed to be people I like and can deal with, and all of a sudden it changes and two other people I am not such a fan of are here. I am not talking to anyone, and I'm on my laptop pretending to be doing homework, but actually just typing this and trying not to think about cutting right now.
I'm afraid to open up now, and especially afraid to have sex. They don't look so bad
I can't belie
