i managed to get blood out of my fingers today (without meaning too)

trying to open this little tiny box of candy and my finger kept scraping against the back of it.. then- in sted of doing the sensible thing of washing it off and forgetting it about it, it triggered my self harm urges- and decided to start somewhere else and smear it everywhere.

apart from that i'm not doing too bad

got back in to journalling and i'm glad i did (i was reading some of my earlier journal entries this week, oh my god!)

entries from years ago and i'm like.. i actually wrote that?. really?