so since last week i went fully cold turkey on self harming which IS an addiction, to all of you who only think drugs, smoking n alcohol are addictions. so by the weekend i had had a really really bad week n held back,n all weekend i was stressed like you wouldnt believe n wanted to die, but i held back n by monday i felt a bit better, thinking i had finally managed to get somewhere. but then yesterday, mrs k called my mother to say i was failing everything which im not, im just not 6th form material. so my mother screamed and screamed and screamed at me non stop. so this morning i cut the word failure into my arm. so fuck all this i failed as usual i wish i wasnt like this maybe i dont want to bounch back anymore, so get the salt out for my healing sore. And carve FAILURE into my arm