Last time I cut was awhile back, like, a few months at least, but today was a bit of a challenge. I got a huge bout of disgust with my body, my eating habits, and me in general, so I thought about sneaking a knife from downstairs and just flying. I thought that was too much work, so I tried focusing on how terrible last time I cut was. Let me tell you, cutting your thighs are sooo uncomfortable. I usually wear yoga pants and a sweatshirt, so the cuts from last time were super itchy and annoying. After that, I calmed down and decided just to not eat. Besides, that was a lot easier to hide than half-bleeding cuts. That, obviously, didn't happen. I ate at the movies because of my terrible and horrible weak will, but then I purged just a bit ago. Maybe I shouldn't have, but it's just a lil boost to get my body to where it should be.
