I let this stupid week get to me. It's been a really tough week and I let it really get to me. Then while chatting with a friend, I started to feel even worse and I ended up cutting myself. I didn't even notice untill it was already done. I am so ****ed up and stupid and that's why I am now and forever going to be alone. Who could ever love something like this. Why do I always end up going back to cutting?