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:star: Friends who listen and actually care :star: Soap candies :star: Being able to lock my bedroom door and suddenly be in my own world :star: My journal, which is like a friend and hugs me and listens to me for as long as I need :star: Candle light :star: Comfy clothes that are like putting on a ...

Well done!!!!!! Go you!!!!!!!! That's a huge accomplishment, you should be totally proud of yourself!

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I find it helps sometimes. I write about SI in my journal and it helps because it gives me something to do through the urges and it keeps my hands busy. And I'm proud when I look back over upset depressed journal entries and know that I *didn't* SI even though I wanted to. So... I don't think it wil...

K - God I love you and miss you so much. I want to hold you in my arms. I want to hear you say it will all be okay.

B-H - I tried. I'm sorry. But couldn't you see in my eyes that I was dying? I'm dying. I just don't know how to tell you.

"What are you so angry at?"

"I'm not angry... I'm frustrated because it never gets better and I'm scared that I'm going to feel like this for the rest of my life."

Why don't they listen? I need help. I'm calling for it, reaching for it, all the time. they push me away.

Because I really want to wear short sleeves and not be ashamed of myself.

I wish I could see her again and hug her and tell her I love her
I wish he'd come home, I'm lost without him
I wish the drugs would do their bit
I wish I didn't have to feel like this anymore
I wish they'll understand when I tell them

I must jump on the bandwagon here. I admit, I have used the cat excuse but then the person was mean and said I must have an aweful cat I DON'T have an aweful cat, I have a LOVELY cat and I immediately felt bad for letting him take the blame.
*Here's to SHACA!*
-O