I got massively triggered today. I feel hideous and ugly and undeserving of affection. All these points were hit hard on me today. So I cut myself when I got home and finally felt relaxed, now sleepy. Won’t mention this to my therapist I guess. I don’t want her to feel disappointed in me again.

I can’t function as a human, I finally realized today when I decided to accept my reality instead of running away.

Facing reality is fucking hard. I hate this. I feel like I can’t live. I am a prisoner of my mind and past.