Anniversaries

You know, just about everywhere you look, people are celebrating some anniversary of something. Wedding, graduation, whatever. Some monumental event that transpired ages ago that has had a profound alteration to the daily life of whoever it is.

Nothing major in that really, though I am curious, I admit, if any of these people celebrate the bad things as well.

I don't mean remember and honor, but celebrate. There is a difference. We all remember and honor September 11th, but we don't celebrate it.

See, I personally celebrate my bad anniversaries as well. Celebrating one today, in fact. The beginning of my addiction. Yes, back on this day in 1983 when I was but a young troubled youth of 9, I started the addiction that back in August I celebrated my extended abstinence from.

I say 'extended abstinence from' simply because I shall never ever truly be over my addiction to cutting. Every day is a battle to resist the urge and desire to cut, even though I haven't in so long. But luckily I don't, as I've simply traded in my razor blades for a laptop and the internet.

So much stimulus before me, and I still don't feel anything.

Anyways, Happy Anniversary to me, I'm off to do more writing and get the occasional bit of work in.