lately... life has been... overwhelming... i've been cutting farely frequently lately... i would approximate that theres probably about 100-150 cuts on my ankles, but i didnt bother to count... usually, if i tell a friend, they'll ask how many... and i usually don't know, so the last couple times i did just to save myself the trouble of saying, "uhh, i dunno..."

but really, i just thought id say something about it... but it doesn't really phase me as much of a problem... i don't have the ability of comparison, so i don't think of it as a big deal... its just something i do in my life... i don't see that there is any kind of 'magnitude' to what i've been going through... its just... what i go through... i may be miserable... but its no big deal. not to me at least. whatever.

"Sometimes it takes us to the bottom of our misery to understand the truth..."
~Gustav Havel - existentialist