AmZ
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It's like I want to make things better for myself and make a real go of life and stop the stupid self-injury and self-destructive behaviour.
But inside is the craving for it, the want to do it, nothing else. {graphic details removed}
But I am feeling still so much better. I don't see the reason for still wanting to hurt myself. They are such strong urges.
Something deep down inside is really bad and rotten.
I am on day release today from the hospital. I got permission to leave the from my psychiatrist and silly me lied and said that I was feeling OK with no thoughts of hurting myself. I know it's good that I wasn't honest, but I really needed the break from the hospital.
Now I am sitting at home, the urges are less but I am still close enough to doing something. I want to understand why.
The only reason I am not doing something is because my psychiatrist told me to promise her that I would behave myself and not do anything because the last time I left, I overdosed on sleeping pills.
---------- Post added at 05:07 PM ---------- Previous post was at 04:04 PM ----------
I know that there is probably little to say back to this post.
I think that I just don't want to return to my life outside of the hospital. It's too empty and boring. Life is. I can't see myself making it better for myself. I need something to release these feelings. I am self sabotaging myself. I'm too upset about life outside and it being too difficult for me.
But inside is the craving for it, the want to do it, nothing else. {graphic details removed}
But I am feeling still so much better. I don't see the reason for still wanting to hurt myself. They are such strong urges.
Something deep down inside is really bad and rotten.
I am on day release today from the hospital. I got permission to leave the from my psychiatrist and silly me lied and said that I was feeling OK with no thoughts of hurting myself. I know it's good that I wasn't honest, but I really needed the break from the hospital.
Now I am sitting at home, the urges are less but I am still close enough to doing something. I want to understand why.
The only reason I am not doing something is because my psychiatrist told me to promise her that I would behave myself and not do anything because the last time I left, I overdosed on sleeping pills.
---------- Post added at 05:07 PM ---------- Previous post was at 04:04 PM ----------
I know that there is probably little to say back to this post.
I think that I just don't want to return to my life outside of the hospital. It's too empty and boring. Life is. I can't see myself making it better for myself. I need something to release these feelings. I am self sabotaging myself. I'm too upset about life outside and it being too difficult for me.
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