Sure, your average person can understand the concept, and maybe a bit of reasoning, but only the cutter can understand completely what they're talking about. 1
I have a therapist. I'm on anti-depressant pills and anti-anxiety pills. My life isn't really that horrible, I started cutting when my sexually & physically abusive stepfather came, for 5 years he hurt me. Then I cut myself in about the 4th year, he got kicked out, and I don't cut myself because I'm sad anymore. I cut myself because I'm addicted. I've been cutting for three years.2
I don't think I'm cool for doing it.3
I don't think it's good to do it.4
I do NOT encourage other people to do it.5
I don't call myself EMO. But other people do.6
I'm not trying to gain respect from people or make them like me.7
AND I MOST CERTAINLY AM NOT doing it for attention. I hate when people say that.8
And I know it probably doesn't make sense to you, but cutting is really something only a cutter can understand. That's the real truth. 9
My therapist is the only person who knows, in real life. If I wanted attention, don't you think I would go bragging to people? That's the thing. I don't tell anyone, so I don't see how I could be doing it for attention.10
You don't know where I live etc. so you can't do anything about me cutting. I only tell the people who can't do anything, because although I know it's a sick problem, it's one I couldn't live without.11
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uhm... you can live without it, trust me i know, try putting some ice on your wrists or where ever you want to cut. draw red lines where ever you want to cut, smack a small rubber band on your wirst.
things that might help, try to get through 3 days, after that a week, after a week and a half and so on. it helps if you find something to do, convince a friend to lend you a guitar and strum random crap, your fingers will hurt and your other arm that is strumming will move in a similar motion to cutting. try these things, they may help.
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I know exactly how you feel. I was addicted to cutting, as well... I've gone for nearly 2 years now without cutting. I've done well, even though I have had the urges to do it, I'm not oging to.I don't want to see my son grow up to do it. What I do now, is almost as bad, if not worse, as cutting... I hit myself... and I don't mean just a smack, I mean punching myself with all the force I can... I need help with that. well, end of story... haha. I can definately relate to what you are talkigna bout here...
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Kera, I'm always here for you and you know that! <3
And yup I understand, and I know you'd never do it for attention cause you're not the type of to do soo.
*hugggg!* I love you (: SexBomb.
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