December 21st, that’s was the date before yesterday, I had hoped would stick in my head for the rest of my life. As the last day I cut myself after years of circling the same problem.
That was until last night when I woke in the middle of the night blacked out and obviously cut myself with no memory.. I woke up to find all this blood and cuts. I then spent the morning beating myself up about it. Went out picked myself up to an unbelievable high then just smacked back down just as fast as I went up I came down. So what did I choose to do? I cut again.
Such a stupid move I know this. I did so well an I’ve let myself down an now I feel as if I’m in the cycle forever.