I ran up to the drugstore the other day with my friend to buy diapers for my daughter.  I walked past an aisle and my eyes found a tool.   It was the strangest feeling and my heart jumped when I saw it, almost like someone had told me they loved me for the first time.  I couldn’t escape my friend long enough to buy it which was probably a blessing at the time, but I just went back and bought it the next day.  I haven’t used one yet, but somehow knowing they’re there makes me feel a bit better. 

 I can hardly get out of bed to take a shower.  I don’t know what’s wrong with me and why I seem to keep wanting to hurt myself.  It’s not like I have a horrible life, just a frustrating one..