I injured last night. I cannot believe that I am still doing this. I cannot believe that I feel this low that I have to injure just to cope with it all. And the strangest thing was that this time I didn’t do it for a punishment. I did it because I just wanted to. Because I wanted to have all of the emotional pain match up with physical pain that I can be reminded of everyday. Every time that I move I feel it. I feel the pain. I regret it, yet, I don’t. I’ve been wanting to and now all that sadness was released. It’s weird how it works that way. But it does. It feels as though all of the emotional pain gets released when you match it with the physical pain. And that is why I did it. End.