Saturday, September 23, 2006
I forgot to mention in my last post that night that I've been having a little bit of "therapy" lately. Not the kind of therapy where I lie on a couch while a shrink listens to my ramblings. No. Mine is called the PAIN THERAPY. I know some of you are getting the idea.
What I do is I run a knife (any kind of knife) on my wrist, stomach or anywhere I want. It feels good. Really. To feel the cold surface of the knife as it touches my skin. Made me tingle a lot. and I liked it. There was this one time that I deliberately cut myself. I won't say where. And strangely enough, when I saw the blood drip to the floor, it felt...well...GOOD. It felt really good. I don't know. I can't describe it. It's a great feeling. For a second, there was pain. And then..nothing. I didn't fell anything. I've been doing it ever since. Until now.
I'm not recommending you guys to do it. I don't want anyone else to do it. It's just my way of coping with some..uhh..issues. Problems. It's just a phase I'm going through. It'll pass. I promise. Well, only to those people who care. To the rest of you, well, I wouldn't blame you.
That's it.