Things built up and I did some clawing last night before I went to sleep. Suddenly I feel like I am debating whether a couple of small cuts might do the job and more neatly or to allow myself to try and work it out this way. At least I didn't draw blood when I was awake and clawing. Sigh, I hate that I hate myself this much.
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dalila
Worry is like a rocking chair. It gives you something to do but it doesn't get you anywhere.
-Erma Bombeck
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