I did it....again.
I cut again.
Nothing bad.
Nothing deep.
Just small cuts.
Should I have done it?
Absolutely not.
Was I craving it?
Yes!
It's hard.
To go so long without using one.
A blade.
Or a knife.
It's unbelievably hard.
Its something you can't get through overnight.
I've been clean for a little bit.
I screwed it up twice in the last two days.
TWICE!
And my best friend only knows about one of the two times I did it.
I'm scared to tell her.
So if you're reading this I'm sorry.
I didn't know how to tell you.
But then again you may not be reading this.
I'm just sorry.
