Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Dec 11, 2007 3:28:45 GMT
I walked into the bathroom after my run in with Angel. I had brought sugar, cookies, carrots, a chopping bored, and and knife. No in the mood to eat sugar filled stuff, I start chopping carrots into tiny peices. Cutting objects really was a great stress reliever. I glanced and the knife, and couldn't help but wonder, 'Wouldn't it feel so much better to cut myself? I could get rid of all my stress.' I dropped the knife onto the floor, ashamed that I would ever think that.
