Inconcluded

Lately I've been obsessed with the idea of the choice of doing the most (self) destructive thing I can do in that moment. Sometimes it is what I eat, or say to a friend, a lot of the time it is not doing an act, not going out.
Depending on how bad I am, I find an action to match it, something small on my better days, like not using a coaster, or ironing my shirts.