My excuse for my cut face was scratching it in the shower. It worked, and everyone believed me. Thankfully. Tonight had I the same urge again, so I went over the original cut. Slightly deeper this time (still, I don’t think it’s deep enough to scar). It’s still bleeding a little.
However, the bottom went off course and there’s two lines there. I guess I’ll have to pick at the scanned one tonight until it’s barely visible, then cover it with makeup in the morning. Fun.
I didn’t leave my room until the afternoon today. I got yelled at for sleeping in. In my defence, I wasn’t asleep. I just couldn’t get myself out of bed. My depression is getting worse again. My family don’t seem to understand that, though. Oh well.
I see my psychiatrist this month, and my therapist again – we have fortnightly appointments now. I’ll probably let her increase my medication dose, and then ask her what I can do about the voices since they’re driving me insane. I’ve had roughly 7 hours sleep in the last 4 days because of them. And it’s almost 2AM here. So exhaustion is taking over right now. Great.
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Oh come on. Please stop the cutting thing. I know you can do better then that. You can find some other way to vent your frustrations then harming yourself.
Pour your frustrations into something positive. Something creative that doesn’t hurt yourself or anybody else. Its not that hard to do and you are smart enough to find another way.
Think about your future and where you want to be in 10 years and start working towards that.
OK.
I agree with my buddy PhantomCitizen43, cutting does not make things better only worse, it’s self destruction.