(10.09.2013: My apologies as a litany.)
10.09.2014: i’m no longer as sad. when my insides hurt and you ask if i’m okay, i tell the truth. i say “honestly, i could use a little help.” I think I’m worth saving, now. i have thrown out all of my razors. i eat the things i love. i get out of bed more often than i stay in it. i keep my friends close. the ones who stayed deserve that much. i text back, but i’m still pretty awful at that because my hands hurt. i’m no longer trapped in a roller coaster of explosions and deep sorrow. i still lash out sometimes, but i am more in control of the storm in my bones.
i’m getting better. one day i will be whole.