I have a confession to make; sometimes, when I do something stupid, I hit myself really hard in the leg. After Ashley got sent back to the hospital, I ran into the bathroom and punched myself as hard as humanly possible on the right leg. Instantly I felt a throbbing pain, and the pain actually calmed me down. Perhaps it was all the endorphins my body was producing, although I have no idea. I’ve been doing this for around three years now and have been unable to stop it. I have bruises all over my legs because of it, and when people ask me about it, I lie that I fell. It sucks because I can be a highly convincing liar; the trick I use is looking the person in the eyes the entire time and not averting my gaze for any reason. As long as you maintain your cool, you can get away with lying about
