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Kitti, the Unstoppable Hex Machine

...and a rock feels no pain, and an island never cries...

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photography, Kitti, art, me, kink
Well THAT hurt.

Still hurts, in fact. My entire body, and my head, ache like fuck. I'm pretty proud I didn't cut, though it was only because of P that I didn't. I'm damn lucky I have a friend like him (like him? There's nobody "like" him. Silly.)

I think I was (am) just confused. Also I was a naive moron, thinking that I could just fix myself that easily. I've made a great start through, but I do still need to get someone to listen to me about my brain. The child inside me is still afraid of being locked up, or else permanently sedated. I like my freedom - I've worked bloody hard to achieve it, and still working bloody hard to maintain it.

Ok, so every pattern of recovery allows for relapse - I think I know what my trigger was and I can reassociate that trigger to take me to a good place, instead of bad.

Still in pain... I don't think it'll go away for a while.

K. xxx