well, when i feel at edgy i usually turn my pain into art. also i dye my hair to change something and comfort me. that day i dyed my hair blue and spontaneously asked my mum to take a photo when i washed it out..i was so inspired as i saw the blue colour run down my body like rain, or the tears that i cant cry or like blood.. the time it took to get it on the fotograph how i wanted it to be let the water and myself get cold. and like that it worked out quite well to show the coldness, the suffering..to transform the pain into art. sidenote: this was almost exactly about two years ago before my life exploded and i moved in and out of homes,had a couple suicide attemps, went to the hospital and finally got diagnosed with bpd, depression, eating disorder, ocd, selfdistructive behavior and selfharm..blablablabla i dont tell this for attention, i just want people to understand ´cause i understand now. ART IS SO IMPORTANT.