I keep freaking about work for some reason.
I just can't work out why, though. I'm worried it's going to ruin things. But I haven't got work until after my assessment anyway.
I don't really know what else to say.
I spoke to my friend today, my roommate, but I told her exactly my thoughts for her. It happened after she said something about seeing things. I basically said from my own experience possibly mental illness is not something you can face on your own, like she always does, and win.
She told me to wait until we get home to talk about it, but we never did.
I didn't cut today. I had the urge, but it wasn't strong enough and when it was I couldn't anyway. I am wearing a bandage over my arm to hide them, currently.
I also go prescribed some tablets for acid re-flux today, so I'm interested in how this'll pan out. Hopefully I'll stop feeling so damn nauseous.
Anyway, until next time. It's so close now it hurts.