bad, again.

TRIGGER WARNING FOR SELF HARM. - - - I knew it was getting bad again when I wanted to sharpen my necklace when I had to put in effort to swallow food when I had to squeeze my pillow and hold my mouth tightly shut so I didn't cry when I stared at the medicine cabinet for too long when shaving my legs was triggering when taking excedrin impacted me for days when I couldn't look love in the face without chills going down my spine when the shower was hot enough to melt my skin off when I tried to pry open a razor when I reset the clock that silly little clock holds so much power, too much.