seventeen months since I’ve self-harmed. that’s five hundred and seventeen days in a row that I haven’t cut, burned, or attempted. today I am going to spend the afternoon with one of my best friends and tonight I’m going to see a bunch more of my favorite people. I am NOT sad today.
I’m not sad today because I have the best friends in the world. The three of us have been friends for many years and I know we’ll have each other for so many more. There’s nobody else with whom I’d rather spend nights watching 90s cartoons and eating cheez-its.