My latest version of self-harm includes watching old episodes of "To Catch A Predator," and feeling triggered and re-traumatized witnessing these disgusting cretins attempting to meet up with children for nefarious purposes. Unfortunately, the darkness doesn't end there. While my brain starts to spiral and I start to feel angry and unsafe watching these evil monsters, I then proceed to actually take the time to look up these heinous individuals while giving some consideration in my head to driving to their place of residence and taking some form of brutal vigilante justice into my own hands.
I guess what I'm saying is: I probably shouldn't be your life coach.
