Before you wonder what the text is from, here it is.
This past December I was dealing with an intense recurring thought about committing serious self harm, specifically cutting into left arm. Despite me dealing with depression for most of my life, I hadn’t dealt with these kinds of thoughts until I developed Bipolar Type II.
The thought I had was so intense with such a specific act, there was an evening when I was pacing in front of my apartment because I was afraid if I went inside, I might actually pick up a knife.
It was suggested to me that I get a tattoo over the area my intrusive thought was about, so I did it. I’m now tasked with maintaining the area I used to worry i’d harm, and i’m never cutting into text from my favorite recording of my favorite artist.
