Well off to the hospital. I've cut. I thought I could manage just a little. But no. I got carried away like usual and it's quite bad. Not going to my local hospital in case my neighbour is working so got to drive about 20 miles to the other one. The one that holds bad bad memories as is attached to the first PICU I was on where Fingers worked. So worried I am going to see him.
I've really fucked up.
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