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| Current music: | Killswitch Engage |
I did it!
I finally told my husband that I have been cutting. It was bothering me sooo much...and I hated keeping it from him. I almost chickened out but then he was about to see my new cuts and I didn't want him to see them before I told him. It felt soooo good to tell him...and now I feel like I might be able to move past this. He really didn't seem surprised or anything. And he said that he realizes that it would be a work in progress...and that it's ok if I slip up. He realizes that it's something that I need right now...but he really wants me to work on it. I told him that I want to stop...and that I was just afraid to tell him because I was ashamed and I didn't want him to be disappointed. I guess that's true. But I didn't tell him that I was afraid because I wanted to keep cutting. Because I'm afraid of being without it again. I don't like the idea of not having that to fall back on.
"I want to stay in love with my sorrow...but god, I wanna let it go" - Evanescence, Lithium.
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