It was bound to happen
I hurt myself, not badly, for the the first time in over a year. Im hiding it from P.
That i feel bad for, i feel guilty for hiding it. I don't want him to know. He's the only reason i really feel bad about it.
I want to talk to someone, who understands. I close up and struggle alot of the time. At least to tell someone how im really feeling. I find i hard even here. Im not even sure if anyone will read it.
Im dreading tomorrow already, its another day and all that but that means another day of this possibly. I know im being negative here, thats all i feel right now. This black cloud over me is getting heavier.
I want it gone.