Its 5 in the morning and my thoughts are wandering. It’s been a couple months since I’ve cut and I’m thinking about how much I miss feeling the freedom once that blade digs into my skin.
My last cuts are just about healed. This last week was horrible, particularly Monday, but somehow I’ve avoided it despite being increasingly unstable.
It’s really hard to resist it. I managed to stop cutting for close to 15 years. I still thought about it a lot though. Then last year, during the holidays, everything just hurt so bad and I gave in.
I hope you are able to go a couple months more.
You did a really good job staying clean that long. That’s more than I would be able to handle, I usually need to get my emotions out or relieve myself through some sort of pain. This morning has been a failure though. My right thigh is now covered and the only thing I worry about is hiding them.
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My last cuts are just about healed. This last week was horrible, particularly Monday, but somehow I’ve avoided it despite being increasingly unstable.
It’s really hard to resist it. I managed to stop cutting for close to 15 years. I still thought about it a lot though. Then last year, during the holidays, everything just hurt so bad and I gave in.
I hope you are able to go a couple months more.
You did a really good job staying clean that long. That’s more than I would be able to handle, I usually need to get my emotions out or relieve myself through some sort of pain. This morning has been a failure though. My right thigh is now covered and the only thing I worry about is hiding them.