Started writing again. Received a nice email from Dr. Erin. Self-injury has reduced.
I wrote about second grade today. It was hard. Third grade will be harder. Sexual abuse, physical abuse, starring matches with my dad's bloodshot eyes, protecting my mom and sisters, my second personality shows up and my dad is teaching me how to drive. I was eight years old. I felt much older.
I don't feel anything. My head says I should be feeling sad, angry, abandoned, etc. My emotions are turned off. It's one of the symptoms of Borderline Personality Disorder which I've had for years.
Don't feel like talking. Writing is talking.
