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pressure
I am at wits end. I tried to chat just before, but noone was able to offer support for me at this time.
I am all alone. I am so concerned about 'keeping it together' that i feel like i am fading into the background of life. My scars are a constant reminder of my past life, as I haven't self harmed for 6 months, which is great. But my urge is significant tonight. I wish there was someone I could talk to right now. Tonight is the worst I have felt in a while and it scares me, as i thought I was recovering ok. And now i feel somewhat guilty for allowing myself to feel like crap right now. I just want to stop crying. The part i hate the most is that I am not completely sure why I feel like this. I cannot pin point it to one thing, it's just a mixture of many pressures of my life and expectations i suppose. Why can't i just deal with them and let them go? I don't like who i am in this emotional state.
suffering slowly and brain perplexed..
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