I am crying as I write this. I feel bad. I don’t deserve my friends and family, They are too good to me. I am stupid and selfish and I hate myself.
I don’t feel suicidal. I did have the urge to cut today, but I didn’t. I am still stronger then that.
My Dad suggested I write my feelings down to feel better. Blogging always helps. So here is what I am thinking.
These hands are not my own. I look at them, but cant feel them. I feel like I am wearing a movie star’s hands which are too good for me.
I am very tired, it has been a long day.