I miss the days when I could slice my wrist open without worrying about anyone noticing. No one ever paid any attention…and even if they did, I was constantly wearing bracelets and wristbands to cover the scars.
I miss the days when I could slice my wrist open.
I should really be asleep by now…
After all, I have work in the morning. But there’s something in my mind that won’t quite allow me to settle down for the night. I have felt very off, these past couple of days.
I always have rubber bands on my arm. When I feel myself getting upset, a few snaps is all it really takes for my mind to refocus. It’s making me question why I ever stopped using the rubber band method. I know it’s not perfect…it’s still self injury in a way, but it helps so much. It gives me something to focus on. It takes my mind away from the issue. It helps.