I survived

I lived through the doors of anchora, got out, lived a productive life of friends, behavioral thearpy, that works.I was taught coping skills, that in one day were triggered off by an event that made this online journal so popular and happenning. Did bill W die of alcholisizm? Sober, or not, I hit meetings. I talk. I talk about my disease, and I live through hell everday in suffering regreettting hurting myself ever its a skin disorder that burns all of the time, and never goes away. As if I got set on fire.My desireto live a healthy life, writ Cutters annonamous. Say Just for today, I will not hurt myself. I will not pinch my knives, or think such dreadful things. I live.