u/cyan0siss

Well... I haven't broken down yet, but it's coming. I just know it is. The high of self-harm is something I cannot achieve doing anything else. I write, I draw, I read, I distract over and over again. But the urge just doesn't go away. The only reason I resist is because I know when I start, I'm not going to stop for months again. And someone will find out. I won't be able to swim in the summer at my pool, and people will find out why then. Because I am terrible at keeping secrets when I'm pressed on things.

It's just... Ugh. When you're like this, you think about every reason you should just do it now Because I just know I'll cave eventually...