Okay, so like, I am okay man

I am venting Jesus Christ, bad venting

I had trigger memories a few nights ago, where I had horrid suicide thoughts and overdosing thoughts, I tried cutting with a razor, like I picked it up then throwing it across the room before sobbing myself to sleep. Like no one gets trigger memories. It's a hell of a fuckin ride, a hell of an experience.
I fucked my arm up badly a few nights ago.

I'm sorry. I needed to vent, I'm okay.