well i relapsed. six fucking months down the drain! why the fuck did i give in to the pain! my pride is torn from me and i am so broken it scares me. this represented so much more than just torn flesh. it represents my failer! i will never recover! it felt so good, the razor gliding across my skin. i loved it! but the that followed is still consuming me. and that is my battle. to stop breaking and move on. to recover from my down fall.