I’ve had a lot of drama going on, with that problem with my ex, my best friend having some health issues, and goddamn, my family is fucked up.
I’m trying to calm down a little, but that little chameleon on my shoulder is telling me to add more scars to my skin. Not gonna though. I’ve figured out that working out feeds my addiction to self harm. The pain from pushing myself in exercise really works as self harm pain, which is just brilliant. My body has gone from a 2 to a 5 easy. Which just makes me really happy 😀