I thought I was beyond such irrational acts of infantility.
How could I be so wrong? Curse the blasted doctor for overruling my requested Lexotan for anxiety attacks.
When I once again resort to self-mutilation as a form of release of pain, anger, hurt rather than healthier activities.. you know I'm in trouble again.
And sometimes, you bleed just to know you're alive.
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