This is probably the completely wrong way to go about things but it's how I want to be. I want to own up to my problems. I want to be wholly me.
Last night I took a butcher knife to my leg. The night before that I took one to my forearm. I was so freaking worried about what people thought of me. Can't I spend my life being happy without caring about what people think?
So tonight I danced! I danced for hours with a friend and some random girls. I danced with my scared arms in the air and moved my hips like a slut. AND IT WAS THE BEST TIME I HAVE HAD IN FOREVER!!!! And tomorrow I am going to get up on the stage at church with my scared arms showing and sing beautiful songs with amazing people for the only awesome God.
And maybe I should be put in a hospitol for a psycotic break but even if I do cut and get down sometiems I am still a person and still fun.
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