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..