A blog by an eating disordered depressive multiple who has a love/hate relationship with life and just wants to be content.
Thursday, 8 November 2012
No Choice But to Keep Recovering
I just realised that if I started cutting I wouldn't be able to hide it from my flatmates. The one time I told one of my flatmates that I'd self harmed was when a burn I'd inflicted recently was stinging and hot to the touch and the skin was hot and inflamed and I needed advice. She went off and told her partner, the head tenant, and he lectured me. How the fuck would he react if I started cutting? I can't. I need to self harm but Goddess damn it I want this tattoo more!
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