Magenta
July 4th, 2011, 01:08 AM
So a few of you know but for the rest: I've decided to aim for a month without self-harm.
I've managed two weeks before at my best and I figured doubling that was fairly realistic. I needed a smaller goal because just aiming to get as many days closer to stopping as possible just made my head spin...
However, it's day two and I'm already struggling.
I'm in a fairly normal and turbulent phase. I'm not particularly high or low which means I'm pretty open to whatever emotion feels like throwing itself at me. They're not that intense but they're driving me insane.
I could feel hopeful but then feel this disgust for myself rising up and now I'm craving it. I really need to get through this month. I need to be able to show myself I'm not a useless, broken girl. I need to get better.
I've finally summed up enough strength to tell my psychiatrist almost everything about me but that seems easy in comparison to this. This is like letting go of a huge part of me... even if it's a huge part I hate very much. I'm so worried I'm going to go back to self-harm. One part of me loves it and couldn't care less and wants to just bleed but...
I don't want more scars. I want nice, beautiful skin. I want the skin I was aiming for when working to get rid of my chronic acne. I want to feel pretty again and wear tshirts and tank tops and shorts. Sure, the scars I have won't go away but they will fade. I want them to be memories not itching urges. I really, really want to be able to look at myself and like what I see. I already have thousands of scars in such a short time (since last August) and such a bad addiction... I don't want more. I don't want this to be worse.
I'm sick of feeling older than I am. I'm tired of feeling sick and exhausted. Honestly, I am sick. I can say that and not be ashamed of it. However, I want to be able to say I'm healthy again. I want to be a better person. I don't want to feel like this is aging me somehow...
I want to feel free.
(And I don't feel lame and cliche saying that. I do want to be free of this monster I created for myself. So badly.)
/rant over.
I think I'm okay now. *exhales* Didn't realize how much I really needed to get all of that out.
I've managed two weeks before at my best and I figured doubling that was fairly realistic. I needed a smaller goal because just aiming to get as many days closer to stopping as possible just made my head spin...
However, it's day two and I'm already struggling.
I'm in a fairly normal and turbulent phase. I'm not particularly high or low which means I'm pretty open to whatever emotion feels like throwing itself at me. They're not that intense but they're driving me insane.
I could feel hopeful but then feel this disgust for myself rising up and now I'm craving it. I really need to get through this month. I need to be able to show myself I'm not a useless, broken girl. I need to get better.
I've finally summed up enough strength to tell my psychiatrist almost everything about me but that seems easy in comparison to this. This is like letting go of a huge part of me... even if it's a huge part I hate very much. I'm so worried I'm going to go back to self-harm. One part of me loves it and couldn't care less and wants to just bleed but...
I don't want more scars. I want nice, beautiful skin. I want the skin I was aiming for when working to get rid of my chronic acne. I want to feel pretty again and wear tshirts and tank tops and shorts. Sure, the scars I have won't go away but they will fade. I want them to be memories not itching urges. I really, really want to be able to look at myself and like what I see. I already have thousands of scars in such a short time (since last August) and such a bad addiction... I don't want more. I don't want this to be worse.
I'm sick of feeling older than I am. I'm tired of feeling sick and exhausted. Honestly, I am sick. I can say that and not be ashamed of it. However, I want to be able to say I'm healthy again. I want to be a better person. I don't want to feel like this is aging me somehow...
I want to feel free.
(And I don't feel lame and cliche saying that. I do want to be free of this monster I created for myself. So badly.)
/rant over.
I think I'm okay now. *exhales* Didn't realize how much I really needed to get all of that out.