Even though this weekend was amazing, I've gotten extremely overwhelmed and, as much as I regret it, I've cut and REALLY bad. Now that it's cold and I can wear long sleeves, my forearm is all slashed up. I even went to the point of carving the word "failure" into my wrist. This to me is a sign that I can't wait much longer to talk to my parents about transferring schools. I'm scared because I know that if something doesn't change, I'm not going to live to graduate college. Last night, I did everything I know to do to keep myself distracted. I said the St. Michael the Archangel Prayer like 10 times. It's a totally kick-ass prayer. It goes like this: St. Michael the Archangel,defend us in battle. Be our defense against the wickedness and snares of the Devil. May God rebuke him, we humbly pray, and do thou, O Prince of the heavenly hosts, by the power of God, thrust into hell Satan, and all the evil spirits, who prowl about the world seeking the ruin of souls. Amen.
So yeah, it's been a shitty last few days, but I'm moving on. I cut so now it's time to start over again.
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