Since I’ve started this blog a few days ago, I’ve realized how far I’ve fallen again. The nightmares are back and I barely have enough energy and motivation to even get out of bed in the morning.
The urge for self harm is back just as strong as ever. I just healed from my last razorblade romance a few weeks ago. I saw my blades on my dresser this morning and meant to grab them before I went to work but luckily forgot.
I’m not mentioning the cutting as a cry for help, I’m including it in this blog because it is one of the coping mechanisms I have started using since the incident a year and a half ago.
I’m hoping that the 7 mile run I’m doing this weekend and the tattoo will help me reroute the pain, so to speak, into healthier outlets but right now I don’t even feel like doing the race.
Anyway, at work so I’ll try to add more when I can