1_21Guns
January 4th, 2010, 07:46 PM
I thought they'd gone. I kept taking the sharpener I found myself using out from its hiding place to test myself. And I thought the urges had gone. To me it finally felt like a pencil sharpener, not a blade. But suddently I want to again. Yeah, random crap has happened over the past few weeks, but I never thought it would land me with wanting to do this again.
I know its wrong, I know I can't, but I still want to. I've tried every trick I know to take my mind off it, nothing works. 33 days of not cutting may just disappear, for no real reason. Nothings going to stop me... they wont go.
Nothing I tell myself, nothing I do. Just nothing.
I have PE tomorrow. I'd be out of my mind if I did. But suddenly I don't care anymore. I don't care for anyone, I don't care for myself. I don't care for anything. I just don't care.
I'm going to lose it again... I can't. But I will.
I know its wrong, I know I can't, but I still want to. I've tried every trick I know to take my mind off it, nothing works. 33 days of not cutting may just disappear, for no real reason. Nothings going to stop me... they wont go.
Nothing I tell myself, nothing I do. Just nothing.
I have PE tomorrow. I'd be out of my mind if I did. But suddenly I don't care anymore. I don't care for anyone, I don't care for myself. I don't care for anything. I just don't care.
I'm going to lose it again... I can't. But I will.