The thoughts of hurting myself, coming back to me all again. It's been lingering for quite a while. I imagine myself cutting my wrist, the blood oozing out, but I do not die. Instead, I cover that cut with those wrist bands that my instructor gives. It is a good stress reliever, it makes me feel good, perhaps I will feel really good from trying it. But I do not try it, I do not know why, and I am glad that I do not wreck myself further. I still remember the time I tried to jump from the acadamy last year, I was close. Not that close, but still close. I stay strong, I know I am going to do fine. There's probably many people out there like me, from the blog posts that I've seen here. I guess, I am going to be okay.