Also - self harm

Nine days clean! Woo!

So it's come to my notice that you guys think I'm a cutter. Honest mistake, I did mention cutting in the attention whore post, didn't I?

Ok, so time to set things straight: I'm not a cutter. I've attempted to cut myself twice and failed both times, which is odd, I know. BUT. I don't cut. I scratch myself with my nails and the sharp end of plastic spoons and various other bits of plastic, and I beat my limbs with my fists. I only ever do the latter when I've lost control, however, because I punch really hard and I'm afraid of breaking my arm. I mean, how do I explain a blunt-force breakage at such a weird angle? Yeah, I don't.

Not really trying to stop, not yet. All I'm trying to do this year is wean myself off it to the point where next year I can try to stop. I'm trying to last the month. This month is unofficially Self-Harm Awareness Month, hence why my blog is currently orange.

Anyway, now I've cleared that up, I'm off.