Dunno what to tell you. For me, when I felt vulnerable, I just let myself be vulnerable instead of trying to rip myself into ropes so I could knot myself up again. I had cheats, though. I had a handful of people who I let read my countdown journal entries. I knew letting them in was a sort of accountability factor. None of them really lived near, though one was in Prescott. I kept in mind that, if I needed him, my best friend would drive over at a moment's notice and remove every sharp object from my house. A few times, I nearly called him. Most of the time, I let myself spill out and focused on my breathing, and let myself accept that fact that even after I'd gutted myself emotionally, my body was still breathing and had gotten through the moment unscathed.
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