I'm sure that no one is going to read this.Do you ever get this over-bearing feeling that you just can't get over? Or a desire to do a devious task, and in completing that task, you feel almost... free?Tonight, was the first night in awhile that I took that razor blade from its secret place under my mattress and made 20 incisions into my forearm. I come to realize that it's not the healthiest...

I'm kinda new to this whole blog thing..But I was having a moment were I needed to just talk. Not that anyone is going to read this. Believe me, you definatly don't have to.I have started the long road of recovery. Even though I probably should've started a very long time ago. I'm finally ready to reach out and take the hand of help. I can't exactly tell you why I have waited so long to do so....