Well I'm not really sure where to start. I guess the beginning would be good.
Sleep is good.
I thought about my life and my mortality. How we are just here for a short time and everything we try to do is basically in vain because we wont be remembered unless we kill a lot of people. So I was really pissed off at that. Then I looked at my arms. I was never into cutting, but I knew others who were and thought it was all just strangeness, but there is a lot of emotional stress that is released with that first cut.