9-21-15 one day clean
My mother walks in to my room and moves a couple things around.
It's nothing.
She just helped me out a little bit.

But I know my mindset is ripping me apart
When I follow her around the room,
Frantic she might find something.
What am I afraid she's gonna find?

I'm not even sure..

I guess I'm so used to hiding everything,
Especially from my mom,
That it's almost natural to panic that she might discover something.

I have trapped myself in this box of being so anxious that anyone were to find out
That it becomes an obsession.

It may be true that self harm
You do to yourself,
But before you know it,
The tables have turned
And it controls you.
- (m.m)