MissKris17's Journal

I was supposed to go for a run with a possibly new friend today. I had to cancel because of what I did last night. A couple of months ago I picked up a bad old habit and starting cutting myself with a box cutter. Seeing the skin pull away and the blood well up seems to be the only thing to calm me down when everything is so messed up. I know cutting just makes it more messed up. Anyway, tired of long sleeves and wide bracelets to cover up scars, last night I cut the bottom of my foot. It only took one cut because the box cutter went pretty deep. Real stupid thing for a marathon runner to do.