
I will feel like I have received the punishment I deserve for what I've done.
I will be able to express some of the pain that I can't find words for.

Hurting myself will make me feel in control.
Hurting myself will make me feel out of control.

I want to feel forgiven and to change and to grow and to start over.
I want to be able to be thankful that I walked this path and that I overcame the obstacles. And that I didn't run away from it.
Hurting myself won't help me get closer to any of those things.

It won't last long at all.
When the relief is gone then I will look at my cuts and tell myself to be satisfied with them. And I'll go to sleep.
Even before I fall asleep I will wish I hadn't done it. But the cuts will also be good tomorrow, they'll help and I'll hate them at the same time.

Make tea and toast. And read my book.
It won't change the situation I'm in, but will distract me from SH and make me feel a bit better right now.
The change will last until tomorrow. I'll read til I fall asleep and then it will be tomorrow. Tomorrow I might feel better.

Disappointed. Scared of myself, of being alone. Messy. Stupid. Provokative. Guilty. Like I've let everyone down again.
If I make toast and read my book I will feel the same as just now maybe. But I won't feel worse.

I want to make toast. I want to not have to SH.