I think about self-harm often. Even know what to do. Spooky? Not for me. Spookiest thing is the day I actually DO something, cause then I don't know how bad it'll be. I'm trying not to think about my woes, but just how long can a person "forget"they have 4 children they may NEVER see again!? I'm scared, and my imaginary friends are not able to help me like they used to. I feel the need to hurt in order to ease the pain. Stupid, I know, but it's the only way to ease my suffering. Forgetting isn't helping too well anymore.