We are far too young and clever
And things won't ever change.
11 November 2004
2:57 p.m.
Well, I guess I'll update on my shit. The burns are ok, besides hurting like a bastard. My mom says I don't have to go to therapy as long as I totally quit hurting myself and throwing up (I'll have to be a little more secret about that, but I really haven't done it in about a week, which is good). So yay, no bullshit therapy. She said if she finds one injury on my body, I'm being committed at a mental hospital. I'd love to be committed somewhere, if it was free and I didn't have to have therapy. Which sounds a lot like jail.
So anyway, I need to get out of this house ASAP. I'm going to work really hard on a resume today and apply for some jobs. Hopefully move in with my aunt temporarily. She lives about 45 minutes away, and I'm going to focus on finding jobs over there.
I actually am committed to not hurting myself anymore. I'm not lying about that, and it bothers me that my mom thinks I am. I even came up with a lot of reasons why I'm going to stop.
- Well, so I don't get committed and have to have therapy and cost the family thousands, first of all
- Because cutting is so high school. I'm a fucking college graduate. Time to grow up
- Because it's a hassle to always be hiding cuts and burns and scars
- Because it hurts my mother and I'm sorry about that. I love my mom
- Because I don't want my parents looking at me like I'm a psycho
- Because I just don't want to hurt myself anymore
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