I hate myself. I'm so angry at me for being the idiotic, ugly, naive, self-destructive, foolish lunatic I am. Four months of not cutting myself means nothing now. Everyone would be much better off without me. Especially the baby in my tummy. I don't eat when I feel low, right now I can't even think straight, and I've cut my legs up again. I'm a total and utter failure in everything I try an do. I want so much to be a good mother, but if I'm crap at everything else, its pretty much implied I'm going to mess that up. Just want everything to stop hurting now, I've had enough of the pain.