March 21st, 2021
Day 2: Here I am again… making a huge mistake. I’ve made so many mistakes, and I just continue to hurt people. But now I'm done hurting them. It was fairly easy to re-open the wounds from my arms; they got slashed the most. The legs, however, are a different story. I don't know whether to be annoyed or grateful that they are harder to break the skin. Either way it just increases the pain more. Which I deserve anyways, I deserve this pain. I continued to push down harder even when my nerves and brain senses told me to stop. I pushed down, further and further until the red liquid spilled out. I sighed out, whimpering a bit at the pain. It felt cold and sharp but warm and smooth at the same time. It was such a strange new sensation. The scissors were now drowned in my blood from my open flesh. I just let it happen though, like I said: I deserve this.