Hey everyone, today was a bad stabbing day. For those of you who don't know me, I have this thing where I stab myself with my nails. It's an anxiety thing, and today was a bad day with it. I kept stabbing my face with my pinky nail, until it got really red and started to hurt I had to put ice on it earlier because it hurt. This is why I can't have my nails very long or I'm compulsed to do it. It's really hard sometimes, I'll be doing it and I won't know I'm doing it. Anyway just thought I would share this, because it's something I have to deal with and it's part of my mental illness. Which should be discussed, that way we can understand it more.
Hospital Bells
Hospital Bells It was a crisp December morning. Xanthous and Elrik were all snuggled up in bed together, just relaxing in the warmth before they have to get up and start the day. As dawn was breaking, Xanthous slowly opened his eyes, and looked down at his sleeping boyfriend. Elrik had his head on Xanthous's chest, sleeping away oblivious to Xanthous watching him. "he's so cute when he's sleeping." Xanthous thought as he softly stroked Elrik's hair. "How did I get to be so lucky?" He thought again, smiling down at the boy he loves. When Elrik finally awoke, he saw Xanthous staring at him and smiled warmly. "Hey beautiful, good morning." Elrik said sitting up. "Good morning babe, did you sleep well?" "yes, thank you. You're really warm." Xanthous chuckled at that, and pulled Elrik closer to him. "well yeah, I have fire powers of course I'm warm." Xanthous replied with a cheeky grin on his face. "h
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