I messed up last night. In a rather blunt state of unease, I lost myself and started pulling my hair again. It hasn’t been a pull free month by any measure, but I had been doing better.
Stress, insomnia, being sick, loneliness, change, all sort of crowd in on you, and its not until you see the pile of hair on the floor that you realize all the hurt.
Tomorrow is another day, and you just have to go on, hoping it will better.
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*hugs* I wish I still lived in the same state as you... I don't really feel like I can do anything to help all the way over here in Pennsylvania. I know we lost touch for a while, but I still love you, man!
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