Nights like tonight are the very reason I'm having no other obligations than to get all healthy this summer.
There must be no need to hurry up and pull myself together, with the usual panicking and self-harming etc etc. If it takes me a couple days, so be it. That should be an option. It will be this summer. I have fucking made it happen. Not summer yet though. Have half a paper.
Since working out the hardest peices of the summer living arrangements, I've been cutting less. My eating has been weird, yeah, but less cutting. In fact
MILESTONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :
I have no open cuts, no recently healed over cuts, and no normal scabs. I am all scar! that's how long it's been!
So I feel like crap. So what. I still have lasted a long time 'gainst many a temptation.
I did cut my hair destructively again though. Now it's all short and choppy in the front.
I wish I cared less.