I finally thought I was able to go to sleep, with out having to worry about waking up in a panic….
I was doing good today…even went outside for a walk…. I can’t tell anyone about the dreams I’ve been having… they are to horrifying… I tell my t bits and pieces…but I can’t even listen to myself talking about it… I’m so afraid…I’m shaking so bad… I cant type… but I have to or I will cut….I’m running out of things to say…I want to cut…but I’d probably do to much… I have to fight… can’t let her take over… I want to be able to hate her for what she did to me….but I can’t…
