If things do not shift soon, I will admit myself to the hospital. No...Not becuse of Jody, but he is a part of it. Before he physically stepped into my life I had begun a downward spiral. It began he night that my "friend" tried to take advantage of my intoxication and it just progressed from there. As a result of said situation my work performance
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Last night I ended up in a discussion about wrist-slitting and this morbid-curiosity I have about how it would feel.
*shakes finger* Do I blame you?
*smiles a bit*
*big hugs*
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I'll admit a morbid curiosity of my own as to the feeling of slitting the wrists. A long, long time ago I was prone to moments where I mildly knicked the skin and created intricate patterns that spiralled up my fingers and arms. It was...something else...The beauty of it. Mind you it was never enough to scar, but just enough to break the skin. Like a cat scratch, but a little worse.
Those days are long gone...But I find myself...pondering things much more intense as of late. :-(
I will struggle through...like so many times before.
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