|Current mood:|| accomplished|
|Current music:||The Darkness- I Believe In A Thing Called Love|
Sorry I haven't updated this in forever. I don't think anyone reads it anyways. I haven't cut in over a month and a half. I'm alot stronger than I thought I was. It's been since March 15th. I didn't think I could stop, but I guess I proved myself wrong. I don't miss it, either. I think I'm happier now that I've stopped. I can't believe I even started up again. It had been nearly a year since I had done it... It had been since 8th grade. But then I did it like in February... I was really bad for about a month, and then everything slowly went away. I've learned that cutting isn't the way to go.. I've found other ways to vent. I doubt I'll ever cut again. It's a part of my past, and I'm going to try my hardest to forget about it.
As of now, this journal is over. I don't think I should continue updating this since I don't want to be reminded of all of this. And if anyone actually did read this, just know that I'm okay.