I broke apart a Razer
*Could be very triggering for those who self harm*
Yesterday I broke apart a razer, pulling it apart so I could have the blade. I put it aside in a safe place in my drawer. In my mind, I am ready to cut.
I imagined cleaning the blade and sliding it across my leg, somewhere high up, where no one would see it.
Today a friend called. We talked and she expressed something I did not know– that she cut. She had no idea that a blade was waiting for me in my drawer. Her words somehow reminded me that I did not want to cut myself.
My fingers are crossed that the feeling lasts
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