The things we do to comfort ourselves have been playing on my mind. I know that what I do is not healthy and as such I’m torn. At this moment in time I have a bag of Haribo sat next to me and empty crisp packets because I have had a bad week and the only thing that feels like it fills the emptiness that comes with that.
It’s only when I think about it that I realise what I’m doing, usually at the end of the packet or once I’m so full I feel sick. But why do I feel the need to do these things? that’s what’s on my mind today.
I’m determined to find them, those big old bolt cutters, I will slice through and free myself from the things I know I shouldn’t do, I think I will need more help and I’m looking into it at the moment.
Anyone know a good mental hardware shop?