i started cutting my self again. Yes world of xanga, i cut myself. I’ve cut myself since i was in 6th grade. The only time i stopped was when i was with James because he thinks it’s unacceptable and stupid. and yes, i totally agree. But sometimes, when everything is just falling in on you and you look around and wonder where your friends are and wonder why you’re alone, that blade instantly becomes your best friend.
unfortunately, my clinical instructor saw it and now thinks that i need to talk to him. as if i would want to tell him my innermost secrets. NOT!
yes, i need someone to talk to. yes, i am so emotionally and physically tired. and yes, i need to stop cutting myself.
once i find a better output, i promise, i will.