I don't know what to do. The man's still following me and I got fed up of the voices telling me to SI so I did. So much that I did one cut then found an ingrown hair and plucked and plucked and plucked, gauging the skin out just for the pure sake of getting that blood out and ripping and pulling at my skin just to get the hair out.

I just want to cut myself again and make it bad so it needs stitches.
I am seeing my psychiatrist on wednesday but what do I do until then?
I'm sorry to be a pest,
xx