I made it one day without self harming. I know that isn’t much, but it’s good for me, recently at least. I also went out to dinner with friends yesterday. I didn’t want to. I was afraid. It was the 4th and I hate that number, still it bothers me, I know it’s stupid, but I went and it was okay.
Back to uni tomorrow, I’m nervous about that. But maybe it will be okay.
All these challenges seem so easy to everyone else, yet I feel like I’m holding my breath.