I CUT myself

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mysha

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Actually, I think 3 of them have said they have themselves, if I read correctly.

Cutting becomes an addicition.. You get an adrenaline rush from seeing blood and the sudden pain you've caused yourself, and cutters look for that, and nothing else can replace it.
And with that, cutters can stop, anyone can stop something if they put their mind to it. It's hard because that's what they would normally do sitting in their room, or wherever by themselves or when they have that reminder to look for their razor.

But remember this, cutting yourself isn't helping, it's a sign [as someone has already said] that there are problems that you can't deal with, so you resort to hurting yourself.
It's not safe, it's dangerous and you need help, whatever it may be, You need to let it out some OTHER way. It isn't making the problems go away, it's just something that takes your mind off it for that time period.

So, to the thread starter, and whoever else may come across this thread that DOES cut, you do need to get some sort of help, because you could do some serious damage, and it's not fixing things in the long run.
 
The rush of warm blood on your arm. YOUR blood, YOUR arm. The feeling you're alive, the pain that numbs everything else.

There isn't anything as beautiful as the color of blood.

Do I sound like a freak? Perhaps, but it's the damn truth, at least it's mine.
 
Well during my eigth grade year, my life basically sucked. I was depressed and wished that I wouldn't wake up the next morning. Why I was depressed: long story, belongs somewhere else on the forums. Basically, I started to cut with objects like scissors and pins. My reasoning: I looked at it like this, you know when you get mad, and you grip your fists and you grind your teeth? Well, it was an extension of that, it was how I took out my anger rather than physically on someone else. I found out that I could use a rubber band and it helped me stop. Then, I came out of my depression and am the person I am today!
 
Cutting is a compulsion. It's an obsessive disorder.

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I've gone though, and am going through, an eternity's worth of shit, yet I've never tried to cut myself. Don't do it, instead write poetry... take walks, hell, pump up the volume. But really, if you keep on this path, you're not only going to take yourself down, your going to take your children down as well as anybody that they take with them. It's a never-ending cycle, stop it while you still can; get help.
 
The rest of us get your point. If you feel like you have to cut yourself and do meth to be a good mommie, then I suggest you see a therapist. Because your children are suffering from this, kids can smell something wrong in the air like burnt pot roast, and they know. I know because I have kids, and I've probably put more dope in my body then you could imagine.

Personally, I don't give a fuck if you rip out your hair, put scars on your forehead and shoot up 8 balls all day. But You have babies that need tending too, and this is not the way to do it. I promise you they are suffering. You may not think they are, but they are. And years later when you grow the fuck up and look back on this, you are going to understand what I meant. You do not understand now because you are an addict. But you will later when you stop being stupid.

You are ruining your children's lives, and only you can stop that.
 
This whole thread = Based on an attention whore-ish freak.

Get a life, and suck it up. Isn't that what this forum is about? :thumbsup:
 
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