It's hard for me to be brutally honest when I know there are people out there somewhere reading this.
Tonight I wanted to hurt myself. I wanted to inflict pain on myself so that I would feel something other than empty. But I didn't hurt myself, so I'm making baby steps of progress.
As the weather is getting nicer it's getting harder for me to hurt myself because it's becoming harder to cover it up. It's not exactly sweatshirt weather anymore.
Spent another night google searching support groups without ever reaching out to anyone for help.
Tomorrow will be a new day, a better day.
With love,
Reece
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