The truth hit me like a truck

A painful clarity emerged for me recently, and it’s been too hard to write about it. The strange thing is that some part of me has known this truth for a long time, but I’ve been fighting against it. I get so angry about all the denial in my family, but I realise now that…

Therapy today: Blood and denial

I’ve been trying to work out why I like bleeding. J and I have been talking a bit about self harm in my therapy sessions, since I’ve got back in the habit of it. I’ve been trying to get to the bottom of the compulsion for over a year now. It’s still not much clearer….