Down again

What a rollercoaster day. I'm down again because Sam snapped at me and looked furious because I bit him too hard. My fault, of course, I shouldn't have been biting him in the first place. Not talking. I feel like shit and I'm not allowed to tell anyone...not anymore. I'm invisible, always am when I get like this. Going to tell people I'm fine. They don't need to worry about me, about my shit. Really starting to consider cutting, with a knife of course, blades tug.

I'm ok, though, really. I'm totally fine =D