Pretty Japanese girl f**k you !
Her wicked smile is very attractive.
But she has scar in her mind, and on her arm !!!!
The mark on her arm is scar by razor.
She said she cut her wrist sometime because of her mental disorder.
This is called “Wrist cut” in Japan. This simptom is very popular in Japanese young people.
Not only wrist, but she cut her leg also.
She show off me her new tatoo. kool !!
She got a tangue piearce also.
And she tell me that these stain is her blood !
I’m extremly surprised, so I forgot how she got these stain and I pissed in my pants. I also got stain…… in my pants.
She is very cool. Yes, really cool. at least she make me cool !
What’s “Wrist cut”?======================================================================
Wrist cut is very popular in Japan. Some people attempt “Wrist cut” for autoside. but Many people do “Wrist cut” to ensure that they are living. Japan is very cotroled society. It is difficult to feel that people live their own life. That make them to do “Wrist cut” for identity in Japanese society.
I got these picture from her before time. I met her thorogu Internet. But suddenly I cannot contact with her. I hope she is still living anywhere.
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and one Japanese who also know her tell me that she already commit a suicide and she said it’s sad. but I dont know wheather it’s happy or not for her.
Sometime, people are willingly die to escape for happy.
I dont know death bring happy for dead people. But I hope she can get happy.
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Would she mind doing pics with fresh blood? I’d add it to my violent art report at http://dataleak.corewatch.net/index.php?itemid=4 (those ones are fakes tho).
In any way I like her fake eye color and her low-cut shirt! 🙂
Attention whore i’m thinking.. 🙂
How did you meet someone like this on the internet? Or perhaps where would be better..
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I can just say it’s a accident. I don’t have any method. but anyway it is not so special thing to meet such girls in Japan sir.
Dammit, her eyes got me horny!
I remember seeing a young girl about 14 or 15 in my own home country, from a distance I thought “she is too young to have tattoos” as she got closer I realised the tattoos were bloody crusted self cut scars on her arms….
from wrist to top of the arm….
crazy girls are usually great in bed 🙂
whoa… things i have to say to that: 1)is it really that common there? 2)thats alot 3)i’ll sleep rough tonight 4)oh my god 5)HUH! 6)*shivers* 7)i cant believe 8)*still quivering* 9)*anxiety attack* 10)whoa…
Done thinking. Look at those boobs. she is hot, i think so.
Hot ? What the hell haha I think she looks fat to me hehe
“crazy girls are usually great in bed :)”
Yeah I think so too. she must be hot in bed! And if you look beyond her scars and failed makeup, she’s actually a cute chick!
You people are fucking sick. Those kids have serious disorders and need to see a doctor. You all should be locked up for saying such things about those poor bastards.
Shame on you!
me gustan tus cicatrices y me ponen cachondo.
Me gsutaria ver tu argolla y penmetrarte cpn mi puno
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You jap freaks are weird. Cutting wrists, making bulk suicides… are you nuts or what ?! Sbd should kick yer asses to make you sure you’re alive.
PPl like samurai movie, but cant cut other ppl , so they cut themselves to get that feeling. Well, if they don’t kill themselves, it is not a big problem right? May be everyone should try that feeling
that girl is very hot with big breast. i like to make sex to her if i could know her…
“Hot ? What the hell haha I think she looks fat to me hehe”
fat girls is very hot and very good in bed, they make sex like rabbit
I cut like that too and I am a euro girl, it is quite common to do that.
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Oh, It’s not only Japan. It’s interesting.
i dont think its that wierd… im 15 and i do it… but im in “America” and im a guy… so its not only Japan, and not only girls. infact i know atleast 6-7 people that do it too.
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things are not what they used to be, already.
My little sister cuts. I know she used to cut. I think she still cuts.
A lot of folks really have a hard time identifying with cutting. Just thinking about it makes my skin crawl. I feel a kind of failure as a brother because I can’t really understand or identify with her cutting. I hope people who cut understand the difficulty non-cutters have in comprehending it, or knowing what to say.
well meen like i do it cus i cant stand my life… it goes so shittie that i just need a way to get rid of all of my mental pain, and in away enter a type of trance-meditaion thingy, where i dont think of the pain or anything i just injoy it… i dont really know how to explain it without sound phycodic but i guess the only reasone why i do it is to escape
People in US only do it for attention. The US is land of the free where you can do whatever you want, including be a lazy non-worker. So teenagers do it because they have stupid angst. Oh boo hoo, my life is so hard, girls do not like me, I missed my favorite cartoon show. Fuck you!
im a 14 year old girl and i cut………i do it becuz i have extreme depression and enxiety problems and i cut because it makes me take my attention off my problems and i just feel better in a way words cant really explain.
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Take care your self, at same time some body else too.
Fuk u.. we dont do it at all for attention. Our lifes can be realllly fukd up. Try havin a dad who beats u or people who sexually abuse u. i got a frend who was abused as a child and was recently raped. ya she cuts, and her arm.. well lutz just say she pretty much cut her skin off all the way frum her wrist 2 her shoulder. so dont go sayin we do it 4 attention if we cover it up so noone will see it. o and another thing… we arent as free as you think. ive been locked in my room for three days ova da summer. Trust me… were not all free, you fuckin fag
OMG TIHS SI TEH WIN I WIL SEND THIS LINK TO ALL O F MY FIRENDS AND TEHN I WIL BUY A NEW HAT.
I know also many people who does/did cutting. It´s just a simptom of severe depression. It´s a lot more common than it seems.
Just that maybe outside japan nobody will dare to expose her arms.
“Fuk u.. we dont do it at all for attention. Our lifes can be realllly fukd up. Try havin a dad who beats u or people who sexually abuse u. i got a frend who was abused as a child and was recently raped. ya she cuts, and her arm.. well lutz just say she pretty much cut her skin off all the way frum her wrist 2 her shoulder. so dont go sayin we do it 4 attention if we cover it up so noone will see it. o and another thing… we arent as free as you think. ive been locked in my room for three days ova da summer. Trust me… were not all free, you fuckin fag”
Blah, blah, blah. Cutting yourself isn’t going to solve anything. Either go get some therapy for your mental disorder, go to a foster home to get away from your asshole parents, or just kill yourself and get it over with. Stop cutting yourself and get some help, please!
I dont understand why people need to throw a shit fit when someone cuts it’s not your arm so get the fuk over… and all my friends can go to hell because they blame my bro *since he burned his skin* for my cutting..which is total bull because there teh real reason i do it! so why do people trow a fit when i do it? may i say again IT’S NOT YOUR ARM get over it….plz1
Well, I personally think that intentionally causing pain to oneself is well, rather stupid… Sure it may seem rather cool to cut yourself now, but those scars are going to be there for a lot longer then that…
Maybe it’s because my life is what most people would consider “normal and boring”. But I can’t understand why anybody would want to hurt themselves. If your life sucks so bad you have to do something this extreme… you really need to get some help from something.
And if you’re doing it for attention, don’t, there’s plenty of ways to attract attention to yourself without slicing open your skin.
hi, ‘wrist-cut’ is here called auto-mutilation
it’s very sad for people doing it, I really feel pitty for them, because I’ve done it too for 3 years(not everyday, it was in periods when I had a severe depression)
I’m not proud of the scars on my arm and leg, more exactly I am hiding it all the time, because I’m very ashamed of it.
the bad thing is most scars are for life. But maybe when I have the money (I’m 20 and still studying)
I’ll look for esthetics(operation) to hide the scars. because I really want to quit being in my room and want to go swim or go out, sadly enough I have a social phobia, it sux
Now it’s 10 months ago since my last severe depression and automutilation(wrist-cut) huray!
One the best things that keep me happy are anime, manga and japanese girls (kawaii!)
I think ‘wrist-cut’ can be explained because of stress. Japan is wellknown in europ for hard working people with too much stress, and lot’s of suicide.
it’s bad that the next generation (the boys and girls which are now studying or start to work) have to cope with lot’s of more stress then 25 years back.
This world is doomed espacially since the war on terrorism
sincerelly yours,
Mutsu Enmei Ryuu (not my regular nick on boards, because of the sensitive information above)
people who want to contact me with questions can always send an email
I’m 21. I’m self injurer, this is the generic name for people who hurt themselves… O cut myselve since almost 2 years ago…
The reasons for a person to cut themselves canbe several: depression, anxiety /panic attacks, lost of feeling, lost of reality, control the throughs in the head that go so fast and don’t let you be, stop the uncontrolable crying, … and more reasons more, each peoplw have therir own reason to do it… not necesary being raped or so…
I don’t do it to get attention,only my close friends know about it, but I always cover my wounds and scars… I don’t show them and like me lot of people…
Self injury is a serious problem and not something to laugh to …
I’m late giving this reply, I just found this great web today , my congrats to you, Masa for it, It’s very good place to see a different view of Japan….
+ Jisatsu+
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Thank you for your message. take care yourself.
i dont kno how stupid u guys r but most of us kno what we do and we dont do it for attention or NEthin lik that… we do it 2 keep Rselvs aliv cuz if we dont we wood kill rselvs
well, i used to cut my wrists and let me say it wasn’t for attention. im telling you all this because i got help and now im more open about it.
i’ve been in and out of mental facilities for the past 4 years because of it and im only 15 years old. my brother melested me and boyfriends used me. and let me say that we Americans are too free and that is a problem. if you stop to think about it, we are able to do way too much and people get away with melestation here for christ sakes. if anyone needs help with cutting, i can help you cause i’ve overcomed alot and im ready to share what i know. i know other things you can do besides cutting and they WORK! just believe me.
thanks.
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ども、いつも楽しく見てぁE
а можесEей нравитсE
ども、いつも楽しく見ています。
彼女とてもクレイジー。
でもどうやって制服を血でそめたのかな？ｗ
ふきだした血をこう・・塗りたくって・・
かっけぇ・・
なんてクール！体はってる！
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わかってもらえましたか？このクールさ
башнсEрвёсEсEдевасE
У этой девочки башня отсутствует на прочь. С гловой дружить надо, если она в таком возрасте уже резала себе вены, набила татуху и проколола язык – через пяток лет она прочно пропишется в психушке и наркодиспансере.
Бред, больнасEдура!!!!
1 насE и ниибёсE
Peace&десE. Yeah_Банашка Who_Ева из города Кукуева
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1 нах! и ниибёт.
тётка-говно!
ЁEесEпорезанные ноги менсEне торсE
Охуеть…наши комменты среди иероглифов….
а деффка рулит полюбому….это наши с них берут пример..
даже татушки стиль аниме брали…так что без ляля
ЛесE
мне тож нравилосE
мне тож нравилось в децтве ранки раскавыривацб
КсE
диагноз ясE
This female is severely mentally disturbed. She has a condition known as Borderline Personality Disorder. Continued long term contact with her should be avoided. She can be oh so mentally and emotionally trying toxic to those around her. When you see people like this…RUN AWAY FAST…THEY ARE FUCKED.
I cut myself because it is the only way I can feel alive…that and I love the taste of blood. I sometimes do it with a friend, you know, we drink each others blood as a way of intertwining our tortured souls, that we may have a little spiritual company in this otherwise lonely existance.
this disorder is called self mutalation.
my wife suffered from it when i met her.
its a cry for acknowladgement of feeling that are repressed.which is typical in japanese society.i remeber seeing her do it.i got really scared and wanted to run.but i turned to her and helped her regain control of her feelings.
tried really hard to turn her away from it.
im glad it did because now she is my wife and best friend.
there is nothing funny about this…it may be a turn on or whatever to some guys out there but seeing someone suffer and not doing anything about it is truelly odd behavior.
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THank you for your good story.
hey im 14 and i cut too…and ppl in american dont just cut for attention u asshole..and u gotta be frickin crazy to think its hot that she cuts..”Jimmy Juz” ur a frickin bitch
Да девушке осE
ПростоДУРА
ПросE
НасE
Это она косE
Hey! yo tambien me corte de chico, es algo comun en la adolescencia.. lo que NO es comun son esas tetas en una japonesa.. found that girl again please !!!!
I do it too, i live in America, California, a lot of people do it here, my friends do it. Life is hard and thats the way we try to escape from it for a little while.
No me puedo imaginar lo que le puede pasar a alguien por la cabeza para hacer eso.
Sinceramente, siento lastima por ellos, por lo que se hacen y porque quizas no tienen a nadie que pueda ayudarles a impedirlo.
Es algo muy fuerte, no es algo que deba tomarse a la ligera o algo para ir ensenando a los amigos como para presumir.
What? No panties? She has nice breastesses-I would do her! But, she showed you all that and you did not get us a picture of her panties? Masa, are you a limp-wrist fag? She make you wet louself, maybe you should wear babydiapers-you SICK FUCK! Make her show panties next time!
You cutters are all attention whores. Admit it. “Life is hard”? Please. Cutting is lame. If you want to escape, get piss drunk or something.
OH BOOO FUCKING HOOOOO! “Life is shit, life is really hard, I hate myself, I want to die, I’m so lonely, I’m not crazy, I’m not wrong they are wrong, I hate life, It feels good, It helps me escape the world around me, You don’t understand, You will never understand, I can’t stop, I can’t stop crying, It’s the only thing that takes the pain away.” FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK! GOD loves you, and he would never want you to do that to yourself, you fucking assholes. Grow the fuck up and deal with it a better way. Life is hard you bitches, thats just the way it is because of stupid humans. If I don’t cut myself, then you shoulden’t cut yourself either. Your not fucking better than me, and I’m not better than you.
Why cut yourself when you can have a jap bitch slap you around?
http://www.santoalt.com/jpn_bitchslappin.php
I understand how “cuters” feel of course life is hard I tryed it my self when I was 14 I thought of suicide,but I got help because I couldent stand everyone staring at my arms and legs,as well as getting every one that carred for me worried it sucked now I have these scars reminding me what I did to my self and gets me depresed but I’ll have to live with that.
I’m 16 now and still alive!
I hate you all. I don’t cut myself because I’m not a worthless pussy. I like who I am and that’s it. I fucking hate all of you. Most of you are under 19 and you make me sick thinking you know the world. Fuck all of you. Sick human garbage. Cutipie: you’re a dog. All of you are dying dogs who need to be shot. Get bent.
Okay, all of you “omg u dont understand my life is terrible i have to cut to feel alive” people need to grow up. I’ve cut and it’s just a stupid excuse for not dealing with your problems. Okay, you’ve been sexually abused – so get some help, contact authorities and get in touch with a psychiatrist.
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And yeah, most people in America DO cut for attention. Why? Because it’s suddenly “cool” to be angsty. —————————————————————–
Amen, Miggy, Guy Djinn, Chris and Jimmy Jazz. Cutting doesn’t do anything for you except leave some ugly, ugly scars. And if you’re going to cut the way most of you in the US do, why not stop being a pussy and just kill yourself already. If your life is “so hard” just end it, stop whining to the people who CAN deal when their boyfriend or girlfriend breaks up with them or when they’re grounded.
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Deathchild, Danielle, Moey, Nadia, GuyCuturr – stop being attention whores. People with real problems don’t advertise it on the internet. You make me sick and glad that I’m not some silly teen American cutter anymore who needs to really set their priorities straight. Thankfully, I moved out the States and talked to a psychiatrist who helped me deal in healthier, more useful ways.
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And Masa, I absolutely love your site. It’s really more of an interesting look into modern Japan society than most of what you find on the internet nowadays.
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Greetings from Shanghai, China.
did any of you even read the comments under the pictures?? Your getting it all wrong, they do it to feel free, for a higher sense of life.
I think the whole thing is stupid really. I hope anyone that does cut themselves get help soon. I’m sorry that ur life sux or whatever. By the way anyone that said nasty things about that poor girl with issues, I think u need way more help then she does.
Hey,I think the whole thing is stupid really. I feel sorry for all the people that cut themselves and I hope that they’ll get help soon. Sorry that ur life sux 2. Oh and for all the sickoes the said nasty things about that poor girl with issues, I personaly think u need more help than them! BI!
fuck fuck FUCK!
This is the best/worst conversation I have ever read. some of you are naturally assholes, bitches and just plain stupid.
cutting one-self? – Yeah, its REAL common in Sweden too – the wear black clothes, paint with oil and cut themselves. Just to FUCKING get some friends. they just like the attention. just want to be seen. sit with their scarry arms at cafees and show of. bitches. most people who cut themselves are fake. they just wanna be special and sadly found no other way.
but we shouldn´t forgett that there actually ARE some people who cut themselves because they are suffering from some mental dissorder. true depression… only they are few compared to the every-day-fuckers who just cut themselves to be seen. Its NOT special. fuck you. fuck you all.
Armの傷より、えらいおっぱいでかいやけど…(汗）
Armの傷より、えらいおっぱぁE
i get it. strikes me as totally human. don’t pity those people any more or less than most; i suspect there is no normal when it comes to dealing with our own shit.
‘secretary’ is a particularly fine and utterly sexy film about self-mutilation. rent it today. if you like.
right then. endeavor to be good companions to one another out there. show love. accept it graciously. why not? life’s for fun.
Quote DJ: “Hot ? What the hell haha I think she looks fat to me hehe”
FUCK YOU MAN! What do you find a attractive? Those fucking twigs you see on TV?!
It’s cos of people and media like you that people develop eating disorders.
masa did u find this girl just sitting there with blood on her shirt. this is very disturbing, i could never cut myself like that. Parents should be more aware of what their children are going through. What will it be like in 10 yrs? what is next after cutting??
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believe or not, now this become one of fasion
Damn stupid pp that wrist cut its not cool or anything its just for stupid pp who cant see the good great things in life and focus on pain unable to see the thing behind the curtain.
And they want attention..damn stupid people
You know, I honestly dont see why everyone makes such a big deal. Its cutting, sure people have their own reasons, hardships, attention, disorders. I can tell you that I myself am a cutter. My own reasons my seem a bit mental to some and most. But they are my own. To wake up and see the scars lineing my body is knowing that I am still within the reality that everyone calls the world. Any other reality or dimension I believe will wipe any foreign marks from my skin. I’ve been told it sounds like skitsophrenia(sorry my spelling is horrible), but its what I believe.
Now like I said, people have their own reasons and concepts to allow themselves to self-mutilate in anyway, from causing punctures, cuts, and abrasions on the skin, to starving oneself or even becomming overweight. It all comes down to hurting the human body in one sort or another, so why do people get so upset when a person spills their own blood? Because they are ‘uncomfortable’ with it, or want to try and control someone else’s life and make that persons life better. Chances are these people that are controllers of the mutilated have hidden problems of their own that they cannot face, so they redeem themselves by fixing other people.
But hey, thats just my point of view.
Not everybody cuts for attention. I know a few people who do and they can’t stop. Usually it starts out for attention but the bloos flow is highly addictive. I have my reasons for cutting. They are valid reasons too. Im 13 from America (Land of the idiots. Look at our damn president.) and im a girl. Here its the most comon among ‘goths.’ 99.9% of them are posers. real goths dont like being called gothic and have troubled pasts. Im not gothic but i have a troubled past. I still cut and can’t stop. I dont want to die, i just need to get the pain out. I dont care if its temporary and comes back twice as hard. People with this kind of a problem are just looking for a way to kill the pain. I can’t speak for all of them but i can speak for myself and i just want the pain to go away.
My mom think’s im bipolar (frequent mood swings, dependent on certain things etc.) and thats probably part of the reason why i cut. At first it was out of curiosity, but it turned into an addiction. Some people do start out of curiosity. My friend Allie is younger than me and her mom died last year. She cant get over it and her dad is sleeping with some girl that Allie dosent like. She was looking for a way t kill the pain. A few weeks ago she got help. I persuaded her to. Yeah im a hypocrite for not getting help myself but i can’t help it. I put my friends before myself. Back to the point..
Some cut for attention. (Mainly preps and posers. *Like Avril Lavigne.*) Some cut out of curiosity. (Me at first.) And the rest cut out of spite. However they start, they’ll keep on going. Even if it starts out innocently. It develops into something more. I love to see the blood. When i cut im in a state where i dont feel the blade cut me. Anyhow, i advise anyone who cuts to stop. Im working my way to stopping. If you don’t eventually you will cut too deep and bleed to death. And if you dont bleed to death you’ll be found out and it’s twice as bad if you get found out. You stay alive but you get sent to the hospital, youre parents find out and begin to fear you, You probably will go to the mental hospital for a week or so and nobody will trust you anymore.
Im just trying to help.
Nirvana
Meh, cut if you want. I cut because it feels good. All I have to say is that chick is hot. ^_^ email me~
you ppl cant judge these ppl. 1) they may not even realize what they are doing, some ppl have real problems in their head.! DEAL WITH IT!! 2) would u rather them kill themselves??? 3) some ppl get addicted, i know many ppl have said it but its TRUE!! So if u ppl wanna judge them i think u have problems. okay it isnt your body being hurt it isnt u goint through it all. GET OVER IT!!! GAWD
My friend cut his forehead too (he was miffed about something), but, yeah, he was indeed a few cameos short of an Altman movie… AND he kept bats in his hair.
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I hear forehead cutter first time.
People who cut have family problems or other problems in their life like me … they don’t cut for attention it takes away all the pain so we won’t hurt anymore thatz why i do it… some people say i should stop but every time i try to stop mylife getz harder and harder by the minute ! so dont everyone go thnkin im looney or somethin’ cause theres alotof people out there who need help adopted parents or even to die but they dont do that so when they get tothe point they don’t want to cut they can show the person what they did to themselves because what that person did to the cutter… no idont think its right to cut but what else are we teen and adults gonna do when we die and didnt stop cuttin’ because that person made you so mad you wanted toshow them your scars and crap they put you through and just die so i guess ill write you all laterz but for now i have to go cut and show my step-dad wat hes been putting me through and why im cutiing
Love You Allz
CutterChica91
all go fuck your mom if you dont understand what these people go through these days so go fuck eachother or masterbate and stay off of these websites if you dont think its right….!!!!!!!!
there are many reasons why people cut, both concious and subconcious
mainly it is a way for the individual to feel existance through pain and, justitification of their repressed feelings of anxsiety and sexual frustation
it is evident that the cutter lacks discipline
the sollution is to have sev with a very abusive father figure
this will cure you of any more cutting
also having sex with a penguine is a cure (forcefully insert the entire live penguine into your vagina over and over until you reach orgasm and then retrieve the penguine and then cook him at 350% with a good cherry sauce) and, WaLa! Bon Apetit!
works every time
enjoy!
why do u fuckin people come on here judgin people if u dont know whta they go through ….
Lina, there are people in Serbia and Africa whose lives are far, far worse than your wealthy suburban lifestyle. And yet they don’t cut themselves. You know why? They’re not trying to gain attention and sympathy from people on the internet.
Where’d you get the idea to cut yourself in the first place? From people bragging about cutting themselves on the internet.
I would recommend scourging or self-flagellation instead. The scars this method leaves are on the back, and far less noticable. But then, I suppose you can’t hang out and show off the scars on your arm, like the girl pictured above.
lina
try the penguin technique it really works! it is a sure fire cure!
or if you need an abusive father figure type, Im your guy!
otherwise rolly is right, shut the fuck up! and quit your pathetic little whinning! its time to grow up and swallow some semen!
you are privileged and you fail to realize it
do you know how many people dont have access to computers
let alone the internet?
some people dont even have access to sharp knives or razors to even make the cuts and they have to resort to using jagged stones and pieces of scrap metal
you should be ashamed of yourself for your lack of sensitivity!
maybe you should do some volunteer work at a local soup kitchen or some sort to give your life a sense of purpose
or better yet put your skills to work for you working at a fish market filleting fish!
lina
also note, that this site is as much about social commentary as it is about humor
I know I sure get a kick out of some of the shit that I read in here!
I am sure that you are a cool person and that you have a lot to say, just try to find the humor in life and not all the bad shit
if you are having some issues with your family, dont worry
everybody has issues with their families, not everything is like 90210 or The OC or whatever the fuck is on the idiot box (TV)
If your step father is abusive then notify the authorities!
remember though to “always look on the bright side of life”
try to find something funny, or interesting in someone or yourself everyday
also kill your TV!
dont worry in a few years you will look back at this and you will think of penguins!
..Okay,People are funny, some people have harder lives then others, some people have it easy, but we ALL are people. And this is just another thing to argue about. Well people, I’ve never cut myself. Never will, but I know people who do, some do, do it for attention, but who cares? Its not YOUR body their hurting. But then some aren’t doing it for attention, and those are the ones that need help and support and some of you say just kill yourself?!?! That would hurt the people around them. HELLO!! Don’t you people think about what you type on here, they don’t wanna hurt other people or they wouldn’t be cutting THEMSELVES, they’d be cutting OTHER people. ~~~~~Oookay I had no point to any of that I’m just a bored American sitting on my ass being grounded :D~~~~~
“It is evident that the cutter lacks discipline.”
Oh… My… Fucking… God. Lacks Discipline? I know someone who’s dad was/is in the military and she gets her ass whooped every day because she can’t be good. Half the time its just because she forgets to do the dishes or take the trash out. If she steps a damn centimeter out of line she gets in trouble. Her dad’s strict as a mother fucker and she cuts because of him.
Lack of discipline? I think not.
i myself have amny friends that cut… i do to!! so fuk of already i do it cuz my life is a living hell and so do most people that cut. yah they get ideas from stuff like movies and the internet but it just gives them a different thing to do then kill themselves!!! people who dont knoe bout cutting would try to kill themselves instead so bak off and let them be. and really if we do kill ourselves then is it ur problem…??? i think not!! so jus let these ppl be. most people are good people anyhow. So who really cares wut duz it do that hurts any1 else?
It’s very hard to stay alive. everyday.
discipline dis’ci’pline
1) training expected to produce a specific character or pattern of behavior, (especially training that produces moral or mental improvement)
2)controlled behavior resulting from disciplinary training; (self-control)
discipline=self-control
nirvana, your misunderstanding of the term only lends to show either your lack of age, lack of maturity, or lack of knowledge
in any event discipline comes in many forms and there are many means of achieving self-control
the military dad you spoke of is a poor example of the use of the term “discipline” this is a fucked up situation where the biological parent seems to be over zealous in they’re need to establish dominance over they’re children laced with possible undertones of obsessive compulsive disorder
this has absolutely nothing to do with the true definition of the term “discipline” it is merely an uneducated variation of the concept
also thinking before you speak, shows discipline
to clarify in case if your mind is still unable to wrap it self around the concept
discipline=self-control
I believe you are confusing the term with “punishment”
It is ‘still’ evident the cutter lacks discipline
one achieves self-control through discipline
self-control
1) control of ones emotions, desires, or actions by ones own will
2) the act of denying yourself; controlling your impulses
3) the trait of resolutely controlling your own behavior
No shit. I know what Self Control is.
Im 13 what the fuck do you expect? I was talking about Parental Discipline. (I mean when there too hard on her for no reason.) Not what she does. Can he help what he does? No. She can’t do a fucking thing without being punished. If you knew all that she’s going through you’d understand.
I, unlike her, have self control. I just have to let out steam once in awhile. I haven’t cried in a year or two. Not when my mom went to the hospital for a drug overdose. And certainly not when my so called father died.
Stupid? I think not. Weak? No. Pissed off? Yes.
try reading a book or two
finding inner peace is something that takes time
your confusion is what frustrates you
kill your TV
Tried reading. Can’t sit still when im mad.
Yeah, that’s what im told. Unfortunately I don’t have time. Not right now anyway.
I know that. Being confused about why people do things. About why they leave me in the dark while they go out for days and sometimes weeks. Leaving me alone when im just a young girl.
Kill… the Tv? But.. but.. That’s my precious! *hugs tv* Picture box gives me American Idol. She very good and nice. *kisses tv* My precious…
Well, i was thinking that Americans are the most crazy in the world but i change my mind! Thank God you dont see that in my country! However, the girl looks cute! I hope she stops that stupid habit! If she is alive of course!
Nirvana,
Letting off steam is healthy as long as you do it in a healthy way.. Like crying! I may have misunderstood you, but you seem to have put across that you haven’t cried in a year or two because you have self-control. Crying is a natural, healing thing – why control it? Let it all out! You’ll feel better!
And about killing your tv, there’s really no need for that: just watch the good shows out there, like most of the ones on Discovery Channel. I can watch that channel almost 24 hours a day if I didn’t have other things to do! That’s another thing – find stuff you like to do, and do them! There are so many possiblities! Go out and enjoy life! Oh, and get some counselling too.. Have you ever heard of Vitality magazine? They have some great counsellers and therapists listed in it (in the directory as well as throughout the magazine). The magazine also has some of the most inspiring and informative (not to mention bullshit-free) articles I have ever read. It’s available at most health food stores for free but you can also get a subscription at a really low cost: http://www.vitality.com
I guarantee you will not regret picking up a copy or getting a subscription!
Hope this was useful…
Fare well,
Elena
You didn’t misunderstand me. But i also said it was a good thing sometimes and at others it was a bad thing. When it comes to crying it’s a bad thing. I don’t remember why but since i was a little kid i always told myself not to let people make me cry. I’d had enough with crying myself to sleep every night. So from then on i promised myself that i wouldn’t let anyone hurt me that bad again. My dad broke every promise he ever made to me and i hate breaking promises so i figured if i promised myself it would work. Sometimes it did and sometimes it didn’t. When it didn’t work i would feel weak and i refused to be weak. When i was ten or so my mom went to jail for a crime she didn’t commit. We lost everything and i was living with my Nana and Papa. Every night i’d lay in bed and stare at the ceiling. Sometimes i would wake up and my pillow would be wet because i would wake up in the middle of the night and cry. I hated it, needless to say. My Nana and Papa took me to a therapist (he was the biggest asshole in the world) and i never spoke. Once i was there for 6 hours and i didn’t mutter a word. On occasion the guy would say something that struck a chord in me and i’d cry a little, but never enough to give him an advantage. By advantage i mean letting him see me cry or him asking me about what happened because he knew it was what was fucking with my head. My mom got out and everything was ok for awhile. Then i found out she was on drugs again, the overdose happened, dad died and now here i am. I haven’t cried because i can’t anymore. I’ve tried making myself cry. I tried cutting, thinking about the past, listening to sad songs, watching sad movies, watching people cry and none of it has worked. I’ve read sad stories and it did nothing. Nothing has worked. I know i need help but i can’t ask someone. So for now, to get my emotions out, im writing poems, songs and stories. It works a little but not as much as crying would. I know i need to and i always get close to crying but i can never make the tears drop.
I’ll check out that magazine next time i go to the store, if they have it.
Cutting is less of an attention problem than some of you think. I did a little work at a clinic a while back, and most of the cutters were indeed in their teens;
however, their problems were genuine. I only knew a few that did it for attention; the rest were very ashamed of themselves and tried to hide their scars.
The teen years are really crazy, because you feel like you have control over everything and you know all there is to know, but you really have no control. So they get angry. Cutters are usually in the middle of much conflict, whether it’s their family that’s falling apart or they’re pressured so hard to be an overachiever that they’re doing 14 different activities a week and have nowhere to let out their stress.
Basically, they have absolutely no control over what’s happening around them. Many turn to cutting because to them, it feels real, unlike the whirlwind of crazy events around them. Also, they can control how hard and deep they cut, and it makes them feel relieved to know that they do have control over SOMETHING. The same reason cutters are getting crap handed to them in life is why they’re getting crap handed to them in this thread: people give jack shit about their problems because they feel it’s just a cry for attention, and what’s up with that? Are you trying to spite them or something? Attention is what these kids need.
1. Sure, there are starving kids in Africa. That’s horrible, but not everything can be solved. Whether it’s a trust fund princess freaking about about a pimple, a depressed teenager who just got beat up by his father, or a poverty-stricken third world child reduced to killing his uncle for a loaf of bread, it really IS the end of the world to them, and it’s genuine pain they’re feeling. Regardless of any ‘relative difficulty’ to others’ problems, they’re going through real hardships.
2. If they live in the U.S., their problems are automatically shallow and stupid? Are only the Japanese allowed to cut themselves now? Japan may have incredible social pressures, but it’s not like the U.S. is happy-go-lucky and you can do anything you want, anywhere.
3. I don’t understand the problem with people cutting for attention. They want attention and they get it. Why do you have to bitch about it?
Thank you for your time.
its like cosplay
on some it is sexy
but on most it looks like shit
the girl in these images makes me hard and I have to masterbate
There’s also something like ornamental cutting, not random like here…
Or if you’re making a statement, at least make it legible: warning: this pic is somewhat more gruesome. (It says: 4 real.)
hey to all you people…alot of people do cut and some do it for attention or depression…i used to cut from depression but i stop but recently i started cutting again but im happy i dont do it for attention i do it because im addicted to it and i have gotten help but i cant stop its a mental illness that some people have and its call SIB where they think they need to cut them selves to live and if they dont they have a nervous breakdown
cutters = attention whores
they do it out of depression because nobody cares about them or pays attention, so once they see their arm full of scars they’ll be like “awwww what a fucking cutting loser fag, i’ll be your friend”
Nuts!
What’s with the white tongue? Somebody give her some Listerine!
ЕсE
Если девочка хотела покончить с собой(что у нее явно не получилось), то афишировать это не нужно было…Глупо
For certain people in this comment board:
You joke about this, but I sincerely hope for you that your life events do not ever have you as a visitor into this kind of darkness.
Please be more respectful than this. Please.
japs rule
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Before rule, we die by cutting
I’m, also a cutte. My boyfriend broke up with me and i was so so much in love with him and all i do is cry. When i cry i cut my self cuz for sum reason it helps to make me not sp upset for sum reason cuz after i do it im ok im not upset untill the next day then i do it again.
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take care yourself
fuk her
munhoos bitch
Cutting yourself is pretty tame, i think. There’s worse stuff out there, like extreme body modification(heard about the twins who transplanted a WHOLE ARM from one brother to the other?), total transformation(like transplanting whiskers so that you’d look like a great cat), among others.
However, there are some African tribes who practice scarification as a course of tradition, plus to them it is also a sign of beauty. I’m not from Africa, but i saw it in a documentary or something.
Maybe some cutters do it for the pleasure of feeling pain, others do it to relieve stress(not so uncommon as other people think) and yet still others do it so that they’ll be noticed by others. There are some other avenues to get noticed, to relieve stress and whatever, but hell, its their body they’re modding/scarring/cutting.
i think thats crazy and i always want to do it but im scared 2 for the first time but i cut an anarki sighn on my shoulder but im scared of bleedin to death on my wrist
Oddly enough, I bled nearly as much when I got my armband inked on me. Yet many of those who bash the cutters wouldn’t think twice about someone getting inked or pierced, it’s generally accepted (at least in Western society and the mafia in Eastern society).
Of course, the reasons are different (depression vs. attention-getting or an appreciation for the artwork involved), but the blood is the same.
To tell you the truth, I found the initial ‘pain’ to be rather pleasurable.
you people are acting like this is something new…people have been cutting/self-harming forever.
Aztec royalty would ritually slit their penis open from base to tip.
Ther are tribes in Africa that have done everything from fattening themselves until their stomaches were dangerously distended (the fattest got the most wives and livestock), stretching their necks with metal rings (it was considered beautiful), to tying bags of rocks to their dicks in order to stretch them (sometimes to a length of a couple meters).
The Yakuza of today wear full-body tattoos because long ago, Samurai wore full-body tattoos.
Some prisoners would insert pebbles under the skin of their dicks-one for every year in jail. It marked the length of their jail term as well as functioned as a ‘martial aid’ when the prisoner was released.
Buddha is sometimes represented with long stretched out ears due to the weight of the rings in his ears (although many modern Buddists are against self-mutilation).
Even extreme cases have been occuring for centuries.
such a shame…she’s a rather pretty girl. i once was in love with a girl who cut herself…
haha i cut myslf too.ya..budden i in singapore.not in japan or anywhere lehs.wahahahas.her hand horhz.aiyoyo.so scary.1 scar enuf le.so mani for what.haha
That shit is gross!!! why would u want to do that shit!!! i got some zolof if u need it and u look lik u do……
I am a cutter but for different reasons i am suicidal and i got sent to a pych ward for it1 FUCKIN PARENTS!!!!!!!!
OMG! im suicidal and im going to quit now cuz i don’t want my friggen arms like that omg omg omg im like scared out of my mind thats scary omg ill never cut again only on my knuckles!!
Hehhh… I cut myself too… I have problems with many people and thats bringing me down…But I am doin it also for pleasure. Blood tastes good, it looks sooooo fuuuccckiiinnn good when it driping down my hand. I love my scars.
People in the U.S. do not just do it for attention…I live int he u.s. and i definatly do not do it for attention. but i do agree that a lot of ppl here do, do it for attention but not all. I have been doing it for a year and i don’t know how to stop ever time i have tried i always end of doing it again.If u ever want to talk to me or if u have advise for me Instant Message me on AIM/AOL my screen name is AngelInHell056 plz email me also
why do you do it? i did it once but then i thought why am i doging it why it’s not going to make anything better or worse so why do it i think you should look at yourself in the mirror and say do i want to make myself bleed and hurt no i want to be happy and thats what i have to say to all the girls that cut there selves you are more beatiful then that!!
Hey guycuttur, quit your whining you little fucking pansy. You must be one degenerate fucktard to say to yourself: “Man, I really have problems, I think I’ll cut myself. That will really help”. Give me a fucking break. If cutting is not for attention, then why do you do it on your arm where everybody can see it? Do us all a favor, you pathetic piece of apeshit, and cut your dick. Hopefully it will do so much damage that you will not be able to curse us with the fruits of your loin, you pathetic fucking crybaby. However, if you must cut your arm, make sure you are in a remote area and then slit your wrist.
Hey, well ppl who cut themselves dont do it for attention ok!!!!!!!!!!! so for all u ppl who do think they do well i think u shud go fuck urself coz its relli serious and ppl r goin thru bad stages just like me, but i have stoped now coz i dont want scars on me and sum1 mite tell mi mum or dad n ill be in so much shit mi whole life wud be ruined…. so yeh.all those ppl dat cut them selves, plz dont do it! all those scars??? its not worth it, try think poitive and dont let urself down, and every girl on earth is gorjuz lol n same for guys! n those ppl who r bagging ppl who cut, u shud do sumtin dats worth while doing like helping teens or whoeva it is that cuts coz they really need sum support and let them no they r not alone. well im off bi mwa
i coulda swore cutting oneself was for release from whatevery is bothering you. But still they might need some help with their problems. Espically people like the one in the picture.
The problem is that some people refuse to accept that mental illness is just that – illness. They wrongfully think that it’s weakness of character, self-pity, etc. Yeah, there are always going to be people worse of than you, it’s a fact of life – but does that mean other people’s problems are trivial? Would you seriously say to the child of an alcoholic parent or to someone who was the victim of rape that “it could be worse, get a life”? A bit of compassion, please. What’s more, you don’t even have to have come from a bad background to suffer from a mental disorder. Just as genetics will affect your chances of someone having diabetes, so will they affect the your chances of having depression, bipolar, schizophrenia and the like.
It’s true that there is the odd idiot who cuts for no reason other to appear “cool” or to get attention. I’ve seen them myself (and subsequently told them what twats they were, because mental disorders are never fucking cool). However, you can’t generalise and stereotype just because of a few angsty morons. I had a friend who suffered from major depression with disassociative tendencies. She would often cut herself – the difference between those who are genuine and those who are not is that they’re ashamed. They may cut their arms, but then they’ll wear clothes that hide it. They’ll also commonly cut less visible areas, such as their upper thighs, stomach, etc. Those who are suffering don’t shove their scars under the noses of everyone they meet.
Cutting is basically an addiction. People do it because they’re unwell, they see it as a form of release and escape that eventually ends up out of control. Telling them just to “stop” will have about as much use as telling a depressed person to “snap out of it”, or a cancer patient to “just get well already”. You need to be sympathetic and caring – how the Hell would making people who already feel bad feel even worse help them? Sheesh.
I am type 1 bipolar, although I don’t cut. Believe me, no one who is depressed ever wants to be that way. If you’ve read this, if you actually bother to educate yourself on mental illness so that you know what you’re talking about and you STILL think it’s weakness, attention-whoring or stupidity, then YOU are the one who needs to get the fuck over yourself.
Hello everyone
I came across this site by accident, and what a treasure trove it is. I don’t usually write to boards, but this time I’ll make an exception, because it might be interesting to some people, maybe even help… Hell, I might even make it a way to start the day, a quick message before getting to the business of real writing…
So here goes…
Such a pretty girl and with so many problems… tragic, really. Makes me wonder how her parents allowed her to get into such a state.
As for cutting yourself because you feel your life is so terrible, let me tell you a story…
My grandmother left school at 14, so she had no education as such. She left home at 15 because of her abusive mother. She got married and later ran a pub in England with my grandfather. They were live-in landlords, not managers, and so had to do everything themselves. That meant getting up at 6am every morning and working until 1am the following morning. Serving customers, cleaning the place, cooking food, lighting coal fires… And on top of this she brought up four children. The word “rest” wasn’t part of her vocabulary. Holidays weren’t allowed.
Compared to most people today, she had what is known as a “hard life”. But did she complain? You… must… be…joking… She was one of the happiest people ever. Spent most of her time helping others…
The moral of this story. True happiness has always come to those who have shouldered their responsibilities and stopped making excuses. People who get off their butts and do something with their life.
Life is what you make it, my friends. If you don’t like your life, then change it. You’re not a plant! Get an eduction! Help others! Read good books! Listen to good music! Mozart! Beethoven! (not that morbid whingeing gothic crap). And stop feeling sorry for yourself!
Here endeth this morning’s lesson!
Bye all…
Did you not read a single word of what I wrote? Mental illness is not “feeling sorry” for yourself and whatever happened to your grandmother makes not a bit of difference to everyone else’s depression – or for that matter other inheritable diseases such as MS.
Do you seriously think people would prefer to be depressed? That they actually want to feel the absoloute worst a person can feel, 24/7? If that’s the case, you’re seriously deluded and in urgent need of some help yourself.
Hi Kat
I probably read some of what you said… but my posting wasn’t aimed at people who have clinical depression. It was aimed at kids who essentially have been spoilt. Not their fault, of course… that lies with the parents. The fact is that modern children have more cushy lives than our grandparents could ever have imagined. The reason for their “depression” is that they have no aim in life and think only of themselves.
If you want a good example, read the books by Victor Frankl. This man spent time in a concentration camp in Nazi Germany and later became an eminent psychiatrist. His experiences in the camps taught him something very important. That there is one thing that can never be taken away from any man, and that is to decide how to act in any situation.
One of his quotes:
“What man actually needs is not a tensionless state but rather the striving and struggling for some goal worthy of him. What he needs is not the discharge of tension at any cost, but the call of a potential meaning waiting to be fulfilled by him.”
In short, it’s no use looking for peace. Find a goal to strive for. Then happiness comes.
These kids feel depressed because they feel lost and unmotivated. But the word motivated means “move”. You move first, and then comes the motivation. They need something to do, something to strive for. Then for most of them, their problems would disappear. And I have seen this happen time and time again.
Must stop there. I have three children to look after and must get back to work to earn some money to put rice and miso soup on the table.
Please keep posting. Your writing has a good dose of “fire” in it. Which just goes to show how strong is the human spirit!
Best regards
C
-classicalman-
I believe your grandmother was afforded more opportunity than most from her time, either that or her promiscuity brought her a husband from better fortune
Hi Bloodstone
I didn’t know you knew my grandmother. Must be a different person, because my grandmother wasn’t given a single drop of opportunity. Hard working class family, no education, and married a man from the same background. Then went on from there…
Best regards
C
PS
If you want to know about overcoming real suffering, read Victor Frankl.
-classicalman-
having an opportunity to own and run a pub/restaurant
is still an opportunity, no ?
Hi Bloodstone
To run a pub is an opportunity, indeed. But it was one they had to make for themselves. They had to work in manual jobs and save like blazes to find the fee to buy the lease. They didn’t own the pub, but were live-in landlords.
Then they had to work 18-hour days to make the thing work.
Best regards
C
This thread has been running since October 8th of 2004. The last reply was made 10 days ago.
People, enough. Suffering is inherent, everyone has personal struggles. Some are most definately more severe than others, but I have not seen single person over the age of 20 who cuts. Not one. It’s an act of childish attention-grabbing. If something is bothering you, you must change it. Parents piss you off? FUCK THEM. Respect will be returned when it is given. Boyfriend break up with you? Boo fucking hoo. You’re 13 years old. Honestly, you’re not even post-pubescant. Shh.
FUCK YOU ALL
Oh god. You people really don’t see how serious self harming is and all you can think about is her tits? Get a life mate. Self harming aint a happy thing and can lead to suicide and these people need care and attention. I’ve been there. I have scars on my arm. I had to see someone about it and it’s not amazing. Not attention seaking unless the person admits to it i guess. self harming or cutting if you wanna put it that way is only done if it’s serious because they are lost and can’t get the answer to their problems and can’t find the right person to talk to and they feel alone. You guys who like her tits. go find yourself a hooker your whore. FUCK YOU. THIS IS THE REAL WORLD. SELF HARMING IS NOT A GOOD THING AND GOD,LORD,MARY MAY YOUR TIT LOVERS DIE YOURSELF AS THESE PEOPLE WHO HARM THEMSELVES MOST LIKELY HAVE A BETTER SOUL THAN YOUR PERVERTS DO.
Japanese wrist cut girl probably reads Japanese Death Poetry:
http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Flats/1120/
Oh my gosh! Masa, I’m very sorry to hear about your friend. Very sad…
Masa, forgive me but is suicide in Japan a honorable tradition in some way? Like repent? Maybe that’s why you’re saying you are happy and sad for her? I’m not Japanese, so I don’t know.
We all have problems and have difficult ways with dealing with it. Everyone has a reason why they are that way.
Never seen anyone over 20 cut themselves before, Makkura? I have, though I admit, it’s not common. Maybe most of the people who cut themselves ended up cutting too deep before they could see their 20th birthday. Maybe some of them have been put on antidepressants. Your assumption that they are all whiny 13-year-olds is not the only, or even close to best, explanation.
The cutting is not a reflection of how bad a person’s life is, but a reflect of whether or not they are equipped with the ability to cope. Some people simply cannot because the balance of chemicals in the brain is off. If they do not get medical help, then they cannot (legally) aquire the drugs they need to fix the balance. Even if they aquire it illegally, how are they to know what dosage will work best for them? I’m sure some cannot afford the drugs or the medical care. I’m sure others are left with parents that are in denial, i.e. ‘My daughter’s not crazy. She doesn’t need medical help’. The daughter would not be able to get a ‘guardian’s signature’ allowing her to be tested. The parents feel that the possibility that their daughter is unbalanced is society’s way of saying that their genetic make-up is less than stellar, that they are sub-standard people.
i cut too.
omfg thats alot of cuts i cant belive u people think she is hott she is fucken ugly well i cut my self and i have never seen anything like that in my life but carved the word hate in my leg so i guess i am as crazy as her.
bEcCa rAiL im me or e-mail me at prettythang011@aol.com
she has beautiful eyes….
i did cut before when i was 9 or 8i from canada ont windoser…. i was used by razor i cut too much my wrist n leg i did once my face!!….cuz i was hate my self cuz why alotz of man and guys rape me i cant even think stop that i was cry all time atz night and i am now 14 i still cut wrist look scars iz look sooo BAD……so my mom found out she send me maryvale they help me but iz not work i stay there for 1 yer now i bk home i got cut again so mom cant do anything so iz sad alot…i was trying stop it cuz scar look relly fuckin ugly 🙁
well i ttyl bye
you all are so fu$* gay you think a person is hot to be cutting him/her botdy like that i did cut my self alot and i look at my salf and i hate it and i hate my self for it i did have i slep and cut and i no it is not good to in salem its rely not good you can get so meny bad thing for it i did whunt to die yes and sometimes i stell do but my life is the only thing i have to my self and it is not kool to cut and i have alot of ear and body persing but that is what makes me me so by
Uh first off, her eyes are blue. Think about it.
Secondly, I curious about what kind of treatment or therapy people are given for this disorder. There doesn’t seem to be much more than basic info available on the net. To be honest, this thread has taught a lot more than 95% of the pages out there.
There is obviously a big difference between Borderline Persoanlity Disorder and ornamental scaring. I was wondering if you could further enlighten me.
There is a show called DeGrassi on Canadian TV and Nogin! channel in the USA. It is a Canadian TV show, and there was an episode a couple of years ago about a girl who is a cutter. Thus, it is even a problem in Canada — they are called “cutters”.
it’s really sad that there are so many people without hope. 🙁
it’s doubly sad that there are also so many people who don’t care about sad people like her.
wow.you’re making art of her illness and misery?
thats really disturbing.
she may be a beautiful person inside and out but the whole making it in to some sort of glorified art is wrong, if you are doing it cos cutting is cool or something,but maybe not so much if you wanted to highlight the problem of millions of people world wide.
btw,i am a psychiatric nurse and feel strongly on all mental health issues.expect beastings.
Beastings? Is that a mispelling or an actual illness? I’ve never heard of it…
Now, I’m curious…
I have the some prob as she does
haha her tongue!!! dirty girl!
the gashes on her body *rolls eyes* just like every other melodramatic ‘different’ teenager….big deal
eat food instead, it helped me but I weigh 305 pounds… well bye
i can’t understand why wrist cuters like to cut their wrist.it is ******* stupid.it’s not cool.
First off, cutting is unhealthy, and as much as they do it, that’s just sick. I feel bad for them. It’s not cool at all, it’s gross.
i can understand, cuz i did it
well, i’m from belarus, and such things are not strange to our youth. i know some friends of mine who makes it. they are both boys and girls. Why do they do it? they say: “just to feel pain, to find new emotions”… the majority of them are goths in soul, doomsters or just depressive people. I don’t judge them. Sometimes i do it myself. What concerns me in particular I do it when i’m really depressed, when i feel pain in my soul, when i’m lost, then inner pain, pain in my soul turns to physical one, and i feel better/// the only thing i care is scars…
And one more thing I want to add: DEAR READERS, dont ever judge people you cant understand. It doesnt mean that they are wrong. Perheps, you are far from truth…
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Rather than commiting suicide, disgruntled Japanese teens and such should take up wandering, like their ancestors! Travelling across the land, seeking out adventures and banding together to fend off ruffians and sexual predators.
Scars look cool,,…… to a certon extent..
I like you guys.
You´re so funny! All of you. 🙂
Know what? I cut, my best friend cut, her lil sister cut, most of my friend cut, my boyfriend cut (and I love him like this)many people does it.
And I think they have there own reasons why, so_ power to the people , free your mind and be happy with, however you like it.
and don´t forget to FUCK YOU ALL! XD
Being raped from the age of 4 till 16 was obviously a very horrible thing and in order to survive the daily abuse I learnt how to distance myself emotionally from what was happening, almost like I was floating out of my body and leaving it there to be hurt. Unfortunately when you do that often you begin to unconciously do it all the time. Now I find it difficult to feel things. Anger, sadness, happiness, anything. But when I cut myself, and focus on what I’m doing, I can feel again, if only temporarily. I do not do it for attention – I do it for myself. I do it where nobody can see and I don’t tell anybody.
I am actually a normal, functioning member of society – I have a good job, study hard and get good results at uni, volunteer for several worthy causes (i actually do volunteer at a soup kitchen so there goes your ‘spoilt brat’ theory), have a strong, loving relationship. I understand that people from certain countries or social demographics have tragic lives but that really doesn’t impact on the pain I feel about the fact that somebody hurt me so brutally when I was only a little girl.
I know some of you are enjoying your roles as shallow, ignorant ‘social commentators’, but the fact is your cruel, judgemental, narrow-minded and naive comments (about something of which you seem to know nothing, mind you) are very hurtful to those of us who have actually been there.
Sure, some people do it for attention. So what? Does it really matter in your life if somebody else is hurting themselves for attention? And if they are doing it ‘for attention’, then perhaps they actually do need some help and support and not ridiculous name-calling. People are different. Believe it or not some of us deal with things in ways that they don’t talk about on Dr Phil or the latest Dolly magazine. Sometimes life for some is darker than it is for others.
I’m Australian (just to add to the list of countries in the world where self-injury exists). It’s not a country thing – it’s a human thing.
Kate (oh btw – I’m older than 20! Shock horror!)
So, is she alive?
i understand how this hopelessness feels
she’s very cazy..so fat…
eh.. im 16yrz japgurl and i cut cos i want and it feel so good..(sometimes I feel so crazy and I really wanna cut!!umm~~ <_<;) (^O^)b
Itz way! I dunno how 2explain~~neh~ if u r sometimes cut, u have 2do it again, again and again~~ lah~
I have a lot of cuts on ma arms and legs..eh~
when cutters grow up…
http://www.stilemedia.com/?v=bme1.wmv&akey=d410c1984793f7fd5a90d098933e8ddb
cutters that have grown beyond the pubescent years and yet still never adapted well to social mores
take heed cutters stop before you, well take a look…
click on the link~ and then click where it says download here
http://www.stilemedia.com/?v=bme2.wmv&akey=d410c1984793f7fd5a90d098933e8ddb
sorry about the screwed up link above
ok ~ to clarify ~
1/4 down the page on the above link you will see a link titled
(Sickest Vid Ever)
http://www.blogwars.com/modules.php?name=News&file=article&sid=4400&mode=nested&order=0&thold=0
hope this helps to clear things up
Masa posted a updated info, and she has actually commited suicide…
So for you who prepare some offensive cheap comment, please think twice…
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I think it’s all very sad. I cut myself but I had to stop. This should not be for fun ever. It’s very sad and should not be joked around with
Kelsey M 15
HEy, that is really really sad, you do not do any shit for fun, i do it, i do not show people and shit like that. i do not even tell anyone, but you people do not know me, so ya
if you do not wonna die then do not do it!
i can’t get over you do it for fun!
hey whats up does this work
Dude in japan you need a huge economical crisis and after that I think these kids that they cut their wrists in order to feel alive will get a reason to live and not cutting their wrists cause this is a pure act of being a pussy so fuck them
i am an actor and i am in a play about 4 woman who for different reasons go to a lyposuction clinic. my character is a cutter. she started cutting herself out of curiousity when she first got seriously injured when she was 6. she did it all thru high school and later in college and now she is married and her husband found her in a trance state on the bathroom floor. one night as she was cooking diner she got the idea that she wanted to burn herself. i am living her story with words and doing research and it makes me soooooooooooooooooo sad to hear all of your stories (and to those of you who judge, your turn to be judged will come, show mercy, compassion and try to understand…) I THANK all of you that allow us to glimpse a little part of what you went thru in your life. i thank you because i will do my BEST do represent your stories and stay true to everything i have learnt. I hope that everyone finds there way to a better state of mind, and seek the help you need.
ps: if you have anything to let me know PLEASE do… and to those who have nothing better to say than the word FUCK OR WHORE ..skip any further messages from me.
MAY LIFE BLESS YOU WITH A WAY TO BETTER EXPRESS YOURSELVES..
pps: nirvana, you are a treasure and you are inspiring to me… i hope you find and get what you need in life.. and kate thank you SO MUCH you are a the reason why we do what we do…
beautiful; i’m envious.
you haven’t heard of the band sigh by any chance?
Well, I’m a 14 year old girl, my dad just went to jail 2 nights ago, i havnt seen my mom in 8 years, i dont get to see my brothers/sisters (6 of them all together) and i dont really have friends, not to mention the fact that at any moment i could go to a foster care. I have had REALLY bad depression and all that. Ya i have thought and tried to commit suicide, but im still alive (i just recently thought about cutting 0_0) but anyways, i’m still here and YES I DO LIVE IN THE US. THAT DOESNT MEAN THIS IS ALL FOR ATTENTION!!!!!! Whatever your peoples problems are, hold on and everything wil even out in the end. At least I hope…..
hey ash, cutting ain’t as bad as becomming a drug adict. im from the us too.
pussies. go ahead and cry. i grew up in a fucking hick and i had a fucking alcholic father who’s favorite passtimes consisted of beating me, raping my mom, and listening to bob seiger. woo-hoo. now the fuckers in jail, i’m at uni, and mom is actually in love. you think life is so fucking hard and painful? woo-hoo. why don’t you tour some african hell whole or pay a visit to afghanistan – toilet bowl of the fucking world. you got 2 choices – fucking figure out your piss-poor circumstances and get off your arse and do something about it, or…. cut. that’s more of a choice than most of the poor fuckers in this world have got.
fucking whinney little bitches. you wanna feel pain? go run a fucking marathon. but you won’t – that would take EFFORT along with the pain. you cut because it’s EASY. that’s all there is to it.
Yaghhh!!! How stupid!! I like japanese and Japan so much, but some things there are sooo stupid… Like that!!
What the fuck? Why do people judge people that cut themselves? Just because some people cut for attention doesn’t mean that everyone that cuts is doing it for attention. Some people’s lives really are hell. Just because you live in the U.S. or Canada or some other country that isn’t extremely poor doesn’t mean you have a great life, you know.
It’s sad that it’s popular culture to cut yourselves, half of these people are happy with their life, it seems pointless to leave scars like that on your body. Other people cut theirselves because they are genuinely unhappy, therefor they actually have reasons. I think you Japanese people who cut yourselves when you don’t even have problems with your life give cutters that do have reasons a bad name. And I think it’s sick of all these people to say that girl is hot and talking about her being good in bed, it’s totally defeating the object. If you are unhappy and are cutting yourselves you should just talk to somebody…no-one ever does…but it works…honest…you just have to talk to the right people. Another thing, people who cut themselves through depression, anxiety, instability and for release don’t go about posing for pictures showing off their scars…they keep it private usually, I know I do…the fact that girl has sat and posed willingly for those pictures AND with a smile on her face shows she hasn’t cut herself because of inner pain or any reason like that, she’s either done it for attention or to be part of society…to fit in…it’s just wrong and you’re all sick. I apologise to people who cut theirselves for REAL reasons with REAL problems in your life. xx
yeah i cut my life is hell, yeah i might have a boyfriend and good grades and a nice home. but me im not fine.!!! most people who dont cut has no idea, but people who do know that it does relive the pain.
damn that bitch crazy and her toungue is nasty looken its white n shit and if she cuts her self cuz her mentel problem then she needs to get some meds or somthin fucken dumb bitch
My name is Viviana the last time i was here was may 29,2005 around 3:30 am i was here,Well to egt to my point is thati just got back out the pyhc ward again,and it was hard for being in ther from july to october. Last tym i was here i was a piss off.Well now im calm and just wanted to say the reason i still do it is cuz my step dad beats me my mom beats me my grandma is a drunk and my bro is in jail and my sister sarah is pregnat and my sister tiffany is the only who has shown acclompilishment this is her last year in highskewl and she is guna finish her dream to be a vet.my lil bro is trying hard to get past the fact my sis is pregnant big bro in jail dad beats him and me and my grandma don’t want us and my mom ugh….and im trying now to be stong for him,Im a person that has gone thru being suicidal and now im ready to be there for my bro.You know that mainly the reasonm that i have noticed people cut like myself is being selfish.Try to think hard and you’ll notice that.
Forever,
Viviana
I am also a self-injurer, and I agree with several people above – there are many reasons for which people cut, and it’s rarely related to attention seeking. Cutting is often a great source of shame for the person affected, and they often do their utmost to keep it secret. As a behaviour, it’s very much like drinking or doing drugs – it’s an addictive coping mechanism used to temporarily remove oneself from the painful reality of the situation. Instead of reaching for the bottle, I reach for a razor, but because it’s such a taboo subject in society, I’m immediately labelled a freak, psycho, fucked-up, or any other form of derogatory labels ignorant people can conjure up.
As for people not cutting for ‘real’ reasons – we’re no judge of what causes other people pain. People can have an apparently perfect life on the outside, but be miserable and emotionally dead on the inside. Having material things doesn’t compensate for a lack of emotional support. From the appearances, many people would argue I should be happy with what I have – I have two parents that have been married for over 25 years, a sister I get along quite well with, we live comfortably in a decent house in the US and I go to uni. However, I grew up in a very reticent English family that provided no emotional support, and because of that, I never gained the tools I needed to cope with emotionally-challenging situations.
This type of behaviour is only going to start reducing in frequency once it becomes acceptable to talk about, but unfortunately, we’re far away from that point in time.
i used to cut myself. it feels good when you are depressed and soo many people DOESNT do it for attention.
ok. to all of you people who do cut for attention, GO GET HELP. about half a week ago, i did cut my wrist 6 times on my left arm and 3 times on my right arm. sure it relieves whatever your fealing, but its only for about 5 minutes. then you have to think of what everyone at school says. sure there are some people out there that say screw everyone else, but they do care about you no matter how much you hate them. anywayz, teachers and councilers and all of them people do find out eventually and it sux!!!!! well the cuts i made, most of the marks have gone away. all ecxept 5 of them on my left arm. thankfully they didnt leave scars…..yet…..(to me thats a good thing) bcuz now that i did cut i have to look at my arm everyday and remember the pain i was in THAT day. now im happy and wished that i didnt cut in the first place…..Like i said b4 hold on and eventually it will all work out….maybe….oh ya and the whole my dad is in jail thing…..my family blames me for him being in there, but you know what I DONT CARE… they can think what they want to think. to the guy who goes to uni…..IOWA ISNT THAT BAD OF A PLACE>>>>>>FUCKER…..sorry about that…..had to get it out of my system
HELLO EVERYONE!!!!! ^_^ Sorry, I just had to get that out of my system. To all of you preps who say that cutting is
“So uncool! OMG, we’re all gonna die! OMG we’re better than all you middlers! So…unpopular! So…gross!”
I think I made my point, but anywayz…I hate it that all of you preps think that you’re better then the cutters. Now, I’m not saying all of you. I’m talking about one girl in particular. Lets see…I don’t remember her name, but she’s a real bitch! I’m sitting here with two of my closest friends, one of which, happened to post something on here, actually twice, but whatever. And you know what, you think you’re better then people who cut, because your life is so damn perfect, but its not! We have real life experiance, so when you get out in the real world, you’re gonna be so screwed! People like us are going to have courage when we get out of high school. You think you’re the one thats going to be successful. Think again, bitch! Cutting in the past makes us realize that we don’t want to do it again. That it was stupid, that it made our friends worry. Like my friends that are sitting right next to me.
“HI!!!”
It makes us stronger you, prick! And if you’re so grossed out by it, why the hell did you go on this site?!! So…you can go out to some corner like you probably usually do and go meet a hobo and fuck them!!!
Listen, cutting isn’t bad a bad thing, its a memory that makes you realize that that shit is stupid! It reminds you that you made your friends freak out over lil tiny cuts on your arms and close to your vains! Well…not that it matters…but the friends that care about you are only afraid that you’re gonna hit a vain one day…AND DIE!!! Like I said, not that it matters. Those who cut, I know that you’ll learn to stop, but if you don’t, you’re going to be put in some counciling session. And you don’t want that so I suggest that you stop, before you’re put in some room with someone you don’t know! Well, I respect all the cutters, so please respect my Foaminian advice! FOAMY THE SQUIRREL ROX!!! Visit http://www.illwillpress.com to find out who foamy is. See ya around!
*huggles* Jisushika-chan
I HATE YOU ALL FIND THE BIGGEST VAIN YOU CAN AND DIE!!!!!!!!
I used to be a cutter. I never cut deep enough to leave scars, but only enough to feel the pain. Several of my friends got me to stop. I hope that those of you who cut have friends that care enough to help you get through it. That’s the only reason I’m still here. My great friends. I hope you have people like that.
dosent that hurt???T-T….so sad….
but i like her tattoo:)….<3
and she is kawaii<3
O my fucking god you fucking people that judge are so gay. some people have reasons like me I cut myself and Im from US and we dont do it for attention some people really have reasons. Mine are I feal living sucks, and people don’t know how to leave me alone. god damnit life sucks and that girl has reall problems you shouldn’t be judging her. She needs help so stop coming on to judge and start listening to people.
I have post here and my comment did not appear.
Wrist Cut or Self Injury or wathever you wanna call it, IS NOT SOMETHING TO SHOWN ON PEOPLE.
TO CUT YOURSELF IS NOT COOL!!!
Fuck it, this is insane, SHE IS NOT “KAWAII”, Do you know what kawaii means?
Kami Sama how sick is this world?
Wrist cut/Self injury is something PRIVATE
I AM A CUTTER AND I AM NOT ASHAMEND! self injury is not private.. its only private if you are ashamed.. when i was in full swing with my SI i didnt give a shit who saw it.. it wasnt about attention cause well no one seemed to notice the few marks they could see..it was about me, it worked it got me though, sure my life isnt horrible but i still didnt like it and kids can be curl, and who gives a fuck if your doing it for attention if you have to go that far you need the fucking attenion. who gives a fuck what others think I AM A CUTTER AND I AM NOT ASHAMEND!!! i may have stoped now but i am still not ashamend of what i have done in the past, i just found differnt ways, normal ways. its not the best way to deal with things but when its all you have. foucus more on what makes them want to hurt themselves thats their problem not that they cut..
ummm…
well, sure there are other solutions to dealing with your emotions…but seriously? has anyone here bothered to say that its also an addiciton.
i have been a self injurer for 6 years, a very little time to others that i have heard of. i have been trying to stop it for at LEAST 5 of those 6 years…i do not like the fact that i self injure and people like this dubbed “crazy girl” put a bad name as attention seeker or fashion statement to the rest of us! it is NOT a fashion statement it is our reality…
bah…whatever…this is jsut pointless trying to explain to you people how its not a pleasure that i cut…
I agree with Wreck
でもどぁE
私
it’s ok to cut your arms. it’s healthy if it can make you feel better. the girl is cute. also, masa, i love your site like so many other people do. fuck me ;).
That is scary, but i hope she is ok, i used to cut, but i’m okay now, i started cutting when i was about 12, then the whole emo thing started, still emo and still got scars, but no more cuts for 3 months!
Yayness!!! 😀
*chuckle*
I like how people find it so easy to pass judgement on self-injurers. As if, by knowing someone self-injures, you automatically know all about them and their life and struggles.
I am 23 years old and have been hurting myself since I was 16.
I was going to try and explain the ‘why’ a bit more, but then I realised that those of you who self-injure already know what I’m going to say, and those of you who judge are just shrouded in ignorance, and nothing I say will change that. I just hope that those of you who say such mean things about self-injurers never have to deal with it on a more personal level than this.
First of all I want to say hi o/, im new here and just checking things out when i found this thread (or whatever).
So what I want to say is that I too wanted to commit suicide, ever since i was 13 years old, I guess I’ve cut myself very few times. Was too afraid to have scars if I wouldn’t be able to commit suicide, and guess what I’m 20 years old now. I was enormously depressed and everything, but the only thing that made me stay alive is that I couldn’t do that to my friends or family (tho I hated my family more than anyone else). I’ve never got any therapy or help whatsoever, I just kept on living. And yeah, I don’t know how hard your lives are, but I have made it through a very hard time and I believe you can to. So stop cutting yourselves, it’s not cool nor healthy. Sure it might help you for a small amount of time but it won’t last long. I think what you need is a place to escape to, my place was my own world in my head cause the place in the real world didn’t exist. I totaly believe you can manage yourselves through that, I trust you.
And tho you guys who can’t think of something else but perverted things you should get a life. It’s not a laughing nor critizising matter. If you are humans than try to understand, I’ve been there done that, I’m not judging them, I wanna help em.
Well that’s all ^_^ live well and happy, if not for anyone then for yourselves and your own place. Give it time and you will be fine, be strong, it cannot get worse, ne?. o/ *hugs ye all* Love ya -.^
Hey sakura. What the hell is that last comment supposed to mean?
That only japanese people have the right to commit self injuries?
And massa. I didnt like your comment. The one you wrote in Japanese before about “this shit being cool” (wakate moramemashita? kono cool sa?)
Some people are in real pain and suffer. People in japan have an easy life.
They are all spoiled bratts and i cant stand many people ive met.
Some people who post here sound like they have difficult lives and its not something to be considered “cool”
I still think your doing a good job here in letting people see what japan is really like.
Ive been here 5 years but being a gajin makes life impossibe for me.
One look, and they treat you like a fucking alien.
No matter how good your japanese may be.
NO FUCKING WAY would i allow my kids to grow up here.
I’m sorry, but that’s not cool. It’s NOT suicide, either. I cut myself and I’m not crazy. Don’t make fun of it.
I’m thinking this makes YOU the sick one.
AML it seems your talking about of my ebglish comment.
Did you rwad my other comments? even those on japanese.
I’m not saying that you european or north american people don’t have the right and japanese people do have. NO.
To me it looks like this girl on the picture wanted to look like a caucasian girl (bleached hair, blue contact lenses, etc).
North american people that I have meet took the self injury issue very lightly and it seems that they enjoy being a self injureer. That’s fashion not suffering.
The girl in this pic is fashion not suffering. Just look at her.
I am not a racist person. I’m living now in a far away country where this issues are very taboo but young people thinks that SI is “cool” because the northamerican and european stereotypes.
People are suffering all over the world.
Cutting isn’t cool, and its something no one should get into. I’m from the US And I cut. I hate the fact that I cut. But its an addiction now. And I wish I never started. Don’t gloryfy it or anything.
hey man, why were ppl sayin that ppl from US cut for attention, that’s th most untrue thing i’ve ever heard..yeah alot do cut for attention but the majority don’t. im 13 and i do. i really dont have a specific reason why, its just when i get really angry i do it. see i hate when ppl accuse me of sh*t and that makes me real angry when they get mad at me FOR NOTHING! so that’s one reason, another is all the stress my parents cause, my mom yells at me like every 20 minutes sometimes for no reason…alot of times my friends make me feel like sh*t, and like they dont appreciate anything i do…and my brother used to make fun of me all the time, like calling me fat or ugly or some other sh*t like that..so dont say americans cut for attention!!
if u wanna talk..
yahoo – k0musta_ka_na13
aim – hawt lyke woahhh
u r very stupid people
I have done the whole auto-mutilation thing, and it can be addictive. I will not explain why I did it, or why other people do it, because it’s not always just for attention. I can’t stand the people who just inflict mere papercuts or light injury on themselves and then call it automutilation. For that name to be applicable there has to be a danger of you dying from blood loss ANYTIME. I really see scars as turn-ons, but not when they’re self-inflicted. The girl in the picture is an attention whore indeed. That cannot be called SI. (Self Injury)
But then again, that’s just my humble opinion. ^^
i cried when i saw these photos. they were so horrifying….
my boyfriend- who happens to live in japan as well- cuts. he doesnt do it because hes sad though. he says he likes the pain. and i never have really seen anyone with scars from it.. so i did an internet search to see what real heavy cutters look like and i found this. and its really scary…. and shocking.
and i’d like to say… well… i dunno. i dont have anything to say i suppose.
-steph-
Numb: xD I couldn’t have said it better ^_^
You just need to find yourselves, it seems as you are lost.
Looks like all the punks in Navetta Finland!
thats hella cool
She has huge tits for a Japanese girl. I’m actually quite jealous.
AND SHE HAS TWO VIVIENNE WESTWOOD NECKLACES. I’m even more fucking jealous now.
that is so motha fuckin nasty i will never do that girls who ever do that i will beat there ass
amanda
I`m 14 from Slovakia (small state in Europe) and I`m a cutter too. I did it many times. From my last cutting I have 13 long scars on my right wrist.
I don`t do it for attention. I`m not proud on it. It is only my blame – I know it.
Ppl cutters need help, no talking about how stupid r they or (in better case) talking about helping.
I started when I was depressed, I felt alone. Pain from my heart I transfered into my hands. Now it is addiction, maybe habit. It is hard to explain, I don`t know, how tell it. Ppl can`t understand it, my boyfriend is trying to persuade me to stop it with “If I`ll see blood in your wrist, I`ll have the same”. I love him and I don`t want to make him start with this… Because of him I`m trying to stop it, for a week I didn`t take a razor on my hand. But I think about cutting more and more often and I`m afraid that it is too hard 4 me.
Maybe it is only stupid talking, but I must write it.
i share a lot of the same relations to wrist cut because i cut myseelf and i would like to talk to someone who cuts themselves
My boyfriend wanted to cut himself because of me. I broke up our relationship. I love him too much I don`t want hurt him. When I came home I made more then 30 bloody lines on my left wrist.
I decided to stop before but it was only because of him. Now i haven`t got motivation for stopping…
Josey if you want you can write me… n_e_n_a@azet.sk
THIS IS FUCKING SICK THESE People NEED HELP HOLY FUCK THAT IS TO DEEP!
why do you do that to yourself please stop
This fken grl’s nut.She’s ugly as hell
hmm…. i really dont no what to say about this, i cut my wrist to. not cause im looking for attention or do it to fit in or some other damn reason you could think of. i have done it cause will my life has been pretty bad, and well i like the pain kinda. also well i have tried to kill myself, but something always stop me, im affried to fall in love and well i dont no why i do it, if you want to email me, plez feel free to do so, thanks and bye
well my eamil is kagomes_broken_heart@yahoo.com and im only 14, i guess i will put my name this time. but really, you have to belive when people say they do not do it for attention, its just something people want to belive, but thats not the real reason, there has to be something bothering that person to that to themselfs
im back again, cause people still think its attention that we want. its not attention at all. i cut myself cause well, my life sucks really and maybe im trying to end it. i have tried the drugs and the drinking, and well to me it seemed even worse to do then cutting.
i know there is something wrong with me for doing it, i need help. but know one cares enough to give help. i showed my parents and they started to laugh. so whats the point. i guess im suppouse to die. i know i am, i know its my fault for making my life this way, but i dont know what to do anymore.
if anyone does care, plez email me.
again my email is
kagomes_broken_heart@yahoo.com
anyone that cares, thanks for addvice, i will read in and take it into mind. and its not for attention, its a cry for help.
Excuse me if i was rude but
this is a serious issue
I know there is people
who cuts not for attention
but this specific girl
makes me sick
im 14 i cut to been cutting for like a year and i sure as hell dont do it for attention i do it because it fucking feels GOOD it helps me when im depressed and stressed out. but there isnt help for me because nobody trys to help me but if you wanna talk to me my screename is iluvsk8erboyzz8@aol.com name is meagan BYE!!!!!!
you cutters are fucking pathetic, whether or not you do it for attention cutting yourself open won’t solve anything. not only will it not make your life any better you’ll dig yourself deeper into depression. i don’t care what the fuck you’ve been through, abusive parents and all that bullshit, if it’s such a big deal report your deadbeat parents. fuck em. or if you don’t like that just fuckin kill yourselves already if you like to damage yourself so much.
I cut myself to not only japanese people do it. she took it too far with the blood on her shirt. and wearing the t-shirt … someone wants ALOT of attention. jeez atleast try to hide it! i hide mine but nobody here nos who i am so it doesnt matter if they kno i cut myslef. but yah she is fat and she wants attention.
im am 13 years old i cut muh self. and i live int he us. i have a best friend that does it to .. and i can tell you that i DO NOT do it for attention…muh dad beat me wen i was lil and it is hard to get over it b/c he still calls and shit and he doesn’t even care how im doing.he just cares bout’ him self.. one day im goin to show him muh legs and arms and say it is his fault..and probably do the same to muh mom…i hate to do it..but it the only thing that gtes muh mind off muh problem…
Look im 27 i use to cut myself as a teen it was to escape the crap going on around me i was later diagnosed with personailty behaviour disorder but right now i have learnt to control it but it is real common in people all over the world.
sadly there are people out there who cut themselves because of certain issues and need help. but these pictures are bullshit, they are for attention, why the fuck cut yourself and then have photos taken of yourself.
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
“you cutters are fucking pathetic, whether or not you do it for attention cutting yourself open won’t solve anything. not only will it not make your life any better you’ll dig yourself deeper into depression. i don’t care what the fuck you’ve been through, abusive parents and all that bullshit, if it’s such a big deal report your deadbeat parents. fuck em.”
— Yeah it won’t solve anything. Most people who cut know that, I guess. But saying “Oh, it’s stupid. Stop doing that.” doesn’t help at all.
It’s like, you can’t just tell someone who suffers from an illness to get better because nothing good will come from it. Maybe you should read some of the things people posted here and actually try to understand?
“or if you don’t like that just fuckin kill yourselves already if you like to damage yourself so much.”
— You’re disgusting.
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Also, isn’t cutting, in some way, similar to smoking? Sure it’s also very different, but… hurting your body for pleasure or relief or because of addiction. In that it is kind of the same, isn’t it. So why is smoking accepted and considered perfectly normal? I don’t see the reason.
…Oh, wait, I forgot. You don’t immediately see the negative effects of smoking, right? It’s all okay as long as you don’t see it, it’s all okay as long as you don’t see it, lalala~
You make a good point. Self distruction comes in many forms such as smoking, drugs, sex, alcohol…..but they are different in their own ways. when smoking first started many many years ago, no one knew the harm. Through time and many deaths, the world uncovered the dark side of smoking and began educating everyone of its harm. But people still smoke cigerattes!!! Self distructive behavoir…the word is out.
But cutting yourself has not been widely studied. Why would someone cut themselves when we are all aware that its harming our body. You mentioned that it is immediate results of harm…i think you are on to something. I will keep this in mind. I am glad that you brought this up. Self distructive behavoir is no excuse no matter what the means. But the one issue that is still blury is why they do it. One might suffer abuse and move on in their life to become successful while another could suffer the same abuse and their life spirals down hill. Its all mental, how our brains percieve, cutters have not developed healthy ways of dealing with strong emotions, intense pressure, or upsetting relationship problems. And remember, there are people who encourage cutting like a ritual or a way of feeling you belong, not an outcast. Those who encourage others to cut themselves should be aware of the harm they are causing physically and mentally. If we become more educated about cutting then we might beable to understand why they do it and how to prevent it. All in all, it is a choice, lets hope that those who cut themselves will choice to stop and take control of their lives. Everyone deserves to be healthy and happy. Please feel free to respond honestly, i want to know everyones view. It is important to me. Take care!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
To all you young men and women all across the world, who cut themselves…. you need to know that you are not alone! No matter what the reason is that causes he cutting, know that it is not the healthy solution. You might be dealing with abuse or loss of loved one, you might a victim of rape or depression, maybe someone picks on you or you hate the way you look…they are all serious problems that needs to taken to heart. I’m sorry that you feel you have no one to care for you and your freinds and parents have rejected you…but know one thing…someone does care! I care!!!! I know you dont know me and i dont know you, but that does not mean I cannot be concern for your well being. Cutting truly isnt the problem, it’s the underlying reason that causes you to hurt yourself. Cutting yourself makes you feel like you are in control, but the reality is the cutting is controling you. Do not give up hope…someone cares! The world needs to hear what you have to say. It is important to me to understand why you suffer. Some do cut for attention and still that is not healthy either! But 99% of cutters are suffering silently. Break that silence…let the world feel your pain. There are people out there who cares. This is not a stupid event. It’s peoples lives we are talking about here. I wish the ones on this sight would try understanding others pain more and stop the insults and cursing. For every cutter out there, I care. I care! I care! I care! I care! Please let me know if i can help! I am a nutritionist studying psychology and i know how pain can hurt our souls. Feel free to respond honestly and if you would like me to help or if you just need to talk, email me at cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com. You deserve to be happy and healthy!
It seems like no one, not even the cutters, think about these questions or the answers to them:
The cutting may feel good, but what about the healing part of the process? Any subconscious desire to be able to let your feeling ‘heal’ like that? If the outer pain is a reflection of the pain on the inside, then what of waiting for the wound to heal?
Or do some feel guilty about the situation they are in and feel they deserve punishment, whether they feel no one else will punish them or whether they feel others punishment is not enough?
Perhaps in some it is a form of self loathing. They may have been told that they were not as good as other people so long that they have started to believe it themselves.
There are as many possibilities as there are cutters.
Personally, I prefer ice-blocking in the summer and inner-tubing (or jumping off the roof of a 2-story building into snow) in the winter. Pain AND adrenaline.
Let me begin by saying that there has been a change of pace on this page. I hope to hear more cutters open up and let everyone know why it is they feel they should cut themselves. Again, another great point was made,actaully more than one! You mentioned that cutters precieve that when the outer wound they caused, begins to heal, that it represents the healing of their inner wound. Excellent thought!!! But even though it makes sense, it is truly not healing because of the end result. When the outer wound heals, it leaves a permanent scar, as well as leaving a scar on your emotions. The issue has not been solved let alone healed. It has temperaley fooled you into believing that you will be OK when reality is you cannot convert your pain from inside to pain on the outside. True, it is hard to make sense of emotional pain and why people have hurt you, but that is why you have the brilliants brain you all have! Everyone of you who cuts themself has the ability to solve your problems in ways that you wont become ashame. Use that anger you have for the better good! Anger is so powerful, that is a power you have. The power to let the world feel your pain in a healthy way. Look at athletes. They suffer emmense pain and they push and channel that pain and anger to become champions. If they can do it, then anyone can. Look at artists and musicians, they channel the same pain, and fustration, and anger; and look at what they have accomplished….again if they can do it, then so can you. Someone in the above message mentioned that they prefer ice-blocking in the summer and inner-tubing (or jumping some crazy stunts, do be careful). Hey, i bet this person has suffered pain and rejection but WOW, he appears to be having fun channeling that pain. To end this note, remember, if you are being abused, or were raped, or someone is picking on you, or you feel ugly, you are not alone….ask for help. If you dont know how, then contact me please….
cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com, It’s your free will…take control of your life, your body, and your soul!!!! As always, please feel free to to reply honestly, everyones point of view is important to me. This is how we learn! Take care of yourselves.
P.S. When i was growing up, everyone picked on me about how ugly i was, WELL TODAY, i have a handsome husband and i am constantly being told i should model or replys that i am vey pretty, they like my hair, they like my skin… so on. Never listen to hate judgements on you, because they are probably jeolous of you. Think about Tyra Banks, people told her she was ugly growing up…… WOW were they wrong!
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
My apologies, it’s natural to say he, I should have replied as he/she but now we all know that you are a female in the service….Bless you for your hard work! I was in the Army for 4 years during Operation Enduring Freedom and my husband is still in the Army. It is a shame that your parents rejected your art talent. Do you remain active in your art work today? I have interviewed and listen to many teenagers where i live and they all had the same horrifying words to say: That parents put so much pressure on thier children to be perfect and that they have complete disregard of their feelings.
Parents have a huge impact on thier children. The role of a parent is to show the ultimate love for your child…so much that you would be willing to die for them. I have learned that a lot of young men and women cut themselves as a result of the pressure, pain, and harsh words inflicted by their parent(s).
You say that you have tried to cut yourself. What happened to make you feel the need to try and how did you discover cutting? I get it from you that you do not cut yourself now and that you have only attempt cutting, but would you say you still think about it since you have visited this site? Also, feel free to not answer these questions if you are uncomfortable, but may we know your age?
The study of cutting, which mainly affects young teens, has not been widely studied. I am not sure why when just about everyone knows someone who cuts or use to. Just from reading what i have seen on this site and interviewing many teens, i have learned so much that i plan to develope a research process, to uncover the secret world of cutting and it’s victims.
You brought up an excellent point that maybe the cutter is punishing themself for doing something wrong and no one else has punished them. I am working with an 18 year old man who use to cut but still has urges. He claimed that he would feel bad or guilty, or angry and wanted to hurt someone like these demons were stirring up inside him, so to stop himself and the anger he would cut himself as though he was punishing himself.
I have seen so many great extremes that cutters go through that has lead me to believe that it is not done for attention but it is a cry for help. My veiw is that they know no other way to let the world know their pain, suffering, or anger that they use their bodies as a canvas to show the world how they feel inside. Some take time before they will uncover their arms and legs while others know people are aware of the cuts yet no one seems to care or become bothered by the sight of their scars and healing wounds.
This means cutting plays a role in society. The cutter expresses and the public should be aware. A 13 year old child with a black eye goes to school and everyone looks at he/she with amazement and wonders how it happened. I’m sure plenty of people worried of abuse but assumed somenone else will help. Even the teacher asks if he/she needs help. The young teen says no, but inside is screaming yes. This is the same with a cutter, just replace the black eye with some cuts on the arm. The approach should be the same, yes the cutter was the one to cause this pain but it stemed from the abuse of the father. Yet the child with the black eye lied, and the cutter is speaking the truth through his/her physical action. This is why we need to intervine as soon as possible.
Cutting will take over the young teen and become the only way of expressing and dealing with intense situations and emotions.
Please feel free to respond honestly, and i will say it over and over….if you need help find it! If you cannot then please feel free to contact me. If you just need to talk, do the same…but whatever it takes to help, DO IT, because everyone should be in control of their own lives.
And thank you to the young lady who has opened my eyes even more, be safe with your adrenaline rush, not just because the Army told you to, but because your body truly is your temple! Please stay in touch, i find you to be a bright and lively active person.
cherylstallard1130@hotmail.com
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
The scars, yes, but as you pointed out yourself, the outer wound not healing perfectly is also a reflection of how the inner issues don’t just disappear (hence, further cutting).
BTW, I am not a cutter, myself. I thought about seeing how it would feel before (out of curiousity more4 than anything else…I had my artwork then, even if my parents DID rip it up and stick it in the trash-they didn’t want an artist for a ‘daughter’), but never actually cut myself…on purpose, anyway.
When I jump off a roof into the snow below, I always check the depth of the snow first, not to mention finding out if there was a picnic table or something down there before. I’ve done less of these activities in recent years…if I damage myself too badly, the US military can charge me with ‘destruction of government property’ (I’m the property).
You know you’ve had a great day of iceblocking when you’re laying at the bottom of a grassy hill with a slicked down, soggy path on it and bruises, blood, and grass stains all over you. You feel dizzy and an ice block with a towel froze to it is nestled against your ribcage. I miss those days. There’s just too much concrete and blacktop here.
Oh, and C.S., it’s ‘she’.
people that cut for attention are stupid. if you cut don’t go around telling and showing everyone. but i still have respect for people who cut for reasons.. even though i may not completely understand those reasons i know that everyone has their own different problems and their own different way of deal with those problems. and to all you who judge cutters,, don’t someday you’ll relize how stupid you’re being and when that day comes who knows what you will do to make you feel better.. i’m not saying everyone go cut, but some people do,, i have.. no big deal its noone else buisness. i hope nobody dies from it tho.. that’s sad when that happens, there are alota places to go to get help.. i know its hard tho somtimes dying seems easier, honestly tho there is ALWAYS someone out there who loves you. maybee you just havnt met those people.. and if you die now you never will get to meet them. but when you do meet them, it’s the greatest feeling and one of the BEST times of your life. i feel for all of you.. the cutters and the ones who judge you all deserve to be happy <3!
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
First thing, I never actually cut myself. I just wondered about it. I was extremely bored at the time and feeling kind of apathetic, so I wondered, if I had simply shut out emotion, could I also shut out the pain inflicted by cutting. I figured it was too visible and decided against it. It’s amazing how small a person’s world can be when it’s just school, church (I remember being 4yo in church during the sermon and thinking, who believes these fairy tales? My parents still kept me as one of the most active members of the church.), working as maid/babysitter/landscaper around the house, and stuck alone in my bedroom the rest of the time.
I left home and joined the military 9 days after I was legally able to go. Physically, it was difficult-how much muscle is a person going to have after spending most of their life in the same room? Inspections were easy-my petty officers (Navy at the time) were easier to please than my father, even if their standards were well over and above anything any of the rest of the class had seen before. And the yelling and insults? At least in basic, they not only stopped once in a while, but on rare occasion, some of the insults sounded more like sarcastic compliments. I was not used to compliments…
Now, I’m in the Army and 29yo.
As far as the adrenaline rush, what is the price of the bruises compared to what could happen? Death is a sort of occupational hazard for us. I’ve left my art behind, due to lack of time and lack of materials (paint is hazmat and therefore unauthorized in the barracks).
For the young lady in the army:
You have come a long way from the little girl who did as her parents said and then kept to herself…to becoming a soldier and pushing yourself to the limits that maybe you werent even aware that you could do. Being successful in the military is not for everyone. Being that you do it well, means that your are capable of doing what so many are not even willing to try. Was your sole purpose of leaving to the military so you could get away from your parents and are you the only child?
Also, since you did a lot of work in the church and found yourself some what away from the rest of the world, how did you come across the thought of cutting yourself (even though you didnt)? did you hear about it or possibly knew someone who cuts?
You are absolutely correct about what are a couple of little bruises here and there compared to live firing ranges and airborne status or even obstacle courses let alone the combat zone!
Another question, and remember that if you are uncomfortable then dont answer, but what brought you to this site and what are your views about the possibly missing girl whose pictures are posted at the beggining?
Also you wrote “No one REALLY controls their own life. There are always external factors”.
Very true. No one really controls their life but one can TAKE control of thier life. For instance… eat healthy and your cholesterol wont raise to high or drink wisely, dont drink and drive; or do i want to try those drugs or should i just say no; or that does not look like a safe place to jump in the snow so i will find a better place! It’s about choices! Of course, we cant predict tommarrow. Life is full of risks. you might be driving home tommarrow and killed by a drunk driver BUT if that drunk driver took control of his/her life and chosed not to drive drunk, then your life might have been spared. It’s the cycle of repercussion…. Sometimes the end result is not pretty.
I would love to hear more of your thoughts on this! As always, take care!
C.S.
This message is in regards to the message that “junior” had written starting with “people that cut for attention are stupid”.
You are so right that there is someone out there who loves you and it can be the best feeling in the world!!! I see that you are a cutter and that you do it because it is a way for you to cope with pain and fustration. May i ask, How long have you been cutting? I see you have empathy for others who cut for the same reasons because you understand where they are coming from.
But, there are people out there who cut as a ritual and to feel as though they belong to a group (for instance gangs that burn or cut symbols of who they belong to), and those who do it to appear tough and cool. Do those people bother you because you do it for completely different reasons or is it for another reason?
I’m glad to hear you say that you hope no one dies doing it because you feel they will miss out on life. Some people actaully cut to feel if they are still alive becuase their pain has numbed them or they live in a very controlled society. If you say something to another cutter who is thinking about suicide, what would you tell them?
The sad thing is, many very young girls and boys(as young as 10) begin to cut because of their sufferings and its the pain from their suffering that causes them to feel the need to commit suicide. Cutting has not solved thier problems. And if you look at cutters who have commited suicide, most of them used the cutting thier wrists method to end thier lives. Is that a coincidence or perhaps the cutting took over thier lives (by a trickery of the brain) and influenced their decission to commit suicide.?
We already know that cutters have not developed healthy ways of coping with stress, anxiety, pain and emotional problems(and this can come from any form of stress from being picked on at school to sexaul abuse).
And YES, cutting is NOT a HEALTHY way to cope. And yes, their are thousand of other ways that could be worse, but that does not change the fact that cutting can have some serious repercussions.
Some being the risk of infection, or the risk of becoming ashamed of yourself and now having scars to remind you every day, risk of cutting taking over your mind, never learning how to cope since cutting does not truly solve the issue, to ending up in the emergency room because one day you were so mad and took it out on yourself too hard…..it goes on.
But, i am not a cutter, i am trying to understand people who cut themselves. I do not look at cutters like they are helpless or dumb, because the cutters i work with have some of the brightest minds. My true wonders is how to keep those who want to from starting in the first place. I do not want to come across a cute 13 year old boy or girl who is facing pain alone with scars all over their arms. That makes me want to cry, because their bodies, thier temple, has become their canvas for thier pain. And still the issues arent being solved.
The ones who can truly make our youth understand are those who have been there and done that.
I am happy to see your reply and for every new person who speaks out, i learn something new. I hope that everything is going well, and as always, i welcome everyone to reply honestly because i want to hear what everyone has to say.
Take Care.
C.S.
The idea of cutting was simply part of my interest in pain. If you ever find a book by Brian Stableford named ‘The Angel of Pain’ and read the first interlude, ‘The Pain of Finite Hearts’, you’ll get an idea of part of what I was thinking. With all the insults, yelling, etc. at home, I had begun to feel rather apathetic in general…as you said to junior, “Some people actaully cut to feel if they are still alive becuase their pain has numbed them…”. It sounds strange, but for a while, I shut out emotion to the point that I was happy to feel sadness after a particularly long period of apathy. The sadness let me know that I was alive. Sure, it’s obvious to oneself that they are alive, but a person can still feel very dead on the inside. I had not met any cutters or even anyone that appeared to even have the slightest clue that a person could feel the way I did. Pain just seemed to be an intuitive response to the apathy I felt and cutting seemed to be an easy option; however, with visible consequences. Holding thorn bush clippings in the palm of my hands (sensitive skin) worked better and the red marks (I did not let the thorns puncture the skin) would disappear in a matter of minutes. I would do this while drawing in my younger years, but simply outgrew it as I allowed myself to feel more emotional pain.
Why I joined the military…it seemed everywhere I went at the time, experience was required. So, joining the Navy killed two birds with one stone-I would have an income (if I didn’t, life would have been rough-my parents actually tried to bill me for the expenses of raising me and for ‘storage fees’) and I would get to leave home. I left the Navy after my first enlistment and was a civilian for a while. Now, after ‘rejoining’ my reasons are more financial.
‘Babysitting’ in a prior post referred to watching my two younger siblings (to earn my keep, of course-I couldn’t expect an allowance). Don’t worry about them-my parents loosened their pockets for my two younger siblings, not to mention ALL the chores were mine; they had none. I remember getting a phone call in basic from home…’so, how do you work the washer, again?’ How hard is it to wash clothes?!
I came to this site when I saw someone else on it and looked it up to read it for myself. It was interesting, so I stuck with it. As for the girl, I can’t read her mind, so I don’t know her reasons for cutting; therefore, I won’t make any judgements.
Of course, you can control how you react to the world, but you cannot control how the world reacts to you. That was all I meant.
I cut myself and I’m just 13 life is a peice of shit and i cant talk to anyone about it! so for all u people who are all like dotn cut urself ur gay jsut kill urself well we cut ourselves so we dont kill ourselves but yet were in paina dn the pain take my mind off of things and yes i do good in bed!!! yea!
What disturbs me the most is that you’re bragging about being good in bed at 13. I’m not saying you should talk to your parents, per se, but talk to someone…I know you said you can’t talk to anyone, but if you’ll read the rest of this thread, at least one person gave an e-mail address. It’s a start, and at least you don’t have to worry about that person calling up the other students in your school and insulting you. If you can’t handle the possibility of an accidental pregnancy, you’re no old enough…notice I never used an exact age (I’ve met plenty of 30-somethings who were not mature enough, and less-than-legal who were).
People are actually proud of cutting? Wow. I’ve been cutting myself for 3 years now, and I’m trying to stop (the last time I cut was 7 days ago). How could anyone be proud of that, unless they’re just doing it for attention?
you guys are fucken messed up and need help…little girls shouldn’t even now how to do those things….i feel bad for the ppl that live in Japan they shouldn’t be killing them selfs or even attempt to…for the ppl that do this in america plz get some help…japan ppl i have no clue what u’r problems there are but u all need to be helped.. to the parents that have little girls and boys cutting them selves should have the kids tooken away and they should be put in jail…Adults have no right to be doing this to your kids…..it’s mostly the adults falt because your not active in your kids life.. and most kids do this to them selves because they have seen their parents or a family meember doing it….i think that all ppl are pritty or handsom in their own way and trying to kill your self thats not an exception….ppl say it releaves stress but that is just hores shit.. all it does it kill you faster.
Hi !
I don’t really think it can help if you’re sad or something like that.I cut myself, I stopped because I’ve found something better than wrist-cut! this is music ! Listen to your favorite artist, that’s make you smile !
sorry for my bad english/american , I’m french !
briiiiiigiiiidoooo….
stupid ppl…u dont have 2 cut ur fuckin wrists jus so u can get attention…..y dont u find a talent nd do tht instead….take up an instrment nd get good at it nd show it off u stupid retards…..u guys have lots off problems…….get a real lyfe u dumb shits….emos r faggs cuz they want attention LMAO…wen i first learned bout this shit…..i laughed my ass off…i didnt give a shit bout the person…..i jus started laughing cuz its a really dumbass way of getting attention….trust me emos…..NO ONE GIVES A FUCK IF U CUT URSELF!!!!!!!!!!!
i personally think cutting is just plain stupid!
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i dont think its that wierd… im 15 and i do it… but im in “America” and im a guy… so its not only Japan, and not only girls. infact i know atleast 6-7 people that do it too.
=========================from MasaManiA
things are not what they used to be, already.
Posted by: deathchild at November 3, 2004 01:46 AM
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>>>my comment: cos you’re fucking emo, stupid!!!! this cutting thing from japan looks stupid enough but i think it’s been a sort of tradition way before american emos overdid it. emos are so gay they cut themselves and cry and call themselves punks (stupids!). atleast japanese do it the hardcore way: to check if they’re still alive. lol. emos are so stupid! and cutting yourself in general is stupid!
i dont understand these young people who are living in highly technological countries (eg japan and america) where they are offered the best education and they do nothing about it. instead they cut themselves and get all stupid. wasting away the resources of their countries. you guys should be thankful. unlike us, we have to work our asses off to get good education. this speaking from a girl in a third world country.
love and kisses from the Philippines. yeah? what?!?! are you dissing my Filipino ass, you sick stupid racist?!?!!?!
=)
Your all fucking stupid attention starved young people, monkey see, monkey do. You dont do it because you feel relieved, its like any other bullshit popularity contest among kids these days. You think it makes you seem anguished, torn, stand out in a crowd, it makes you an individual. No it makes you a cookie cutter.
If your life is so terrible at ages like 14 and 15 just wait till you get older and the real world slaps you in the face, either grow up or just kill yourself and stop bitching about it.
Being in America, with all of these great opportunities, does not mean that people are cutting for no good reason. I am 20 and I cut. I attend college, I am getting on with my life but I still can not stop the cutting. Words can not describe how great it feels. I shut out my emotions and cutting helps me feel more alive. I know it is not good. I am christian for crying out loud. I know that people who do not cut can not understand but it is still so frustrating. At least stop looking down on people for cutting. Everyone has problems. It makes me sick to read about all the people on here who would judge me based on knowing that one little fact about me. I am ashamed of my cutting. I would never let anyone I know find out that I cut because I do it for myself. But i think before you respond negatively you should realize that a lot of people cut out of depression and that type of negative attitude is going to make things worse. When I get into the subject of cutting with a friend I allways have to play the part of being adamently against it but it makes me feel so shitty to hear them talk about how bad it is that I allways end up doing it again.
I used to cut fairly often. I never told anyone and I hardly ever cut where anyone could notice so I could still wear short sleeves and shorts. But after awhile, just looking at the scars made me feel worse. It made me want to cut more and it disgusted me. Somehow I stopped. It was a concious decision to start cutting but I was hardly aware of stopping. A few days ago I cut again. Didn’t even think about it, I just ripped apart my razor and cut in the same places I always cut. It was so easy it was scary. Afterwards I was shocked as I realized how long it had been since I last cut. Somehow I went almost 3 years without cutting and without thinking about it except for the ever present thought to hide the scars. I am scared that I am not going to be able to stop. That is what led me to this site. I was looking for help. I don’t think I could ever talk to anyone face to face about it though. But reading this page was very informational. Discouraging and hopeful.
hey, im Tasie and im sick of people saying that cutting is wrong its is if people are waving there arms around for attention i dont i cover mine i do it before i feel its apart of me its what i need to do its saves me from killing myself i do enjoy some parts of life but not all and when it gets to hard yes i cut not always deep but i do cut im 13 and im from australia so yes the aussies do cut to i know this entire group of 20 girls and boy slitting there wrist daily u cant go to the school toilets without either blood stains on the sink or seeing someone do it i have had to carry my friend out because she went to deep…………….but what im tryin to say is if we wanna destory our bodies that is our choice so back off…………..also if anyone had any ideas of what i can sue to go deeper please email me id love to know 😉
Some of my friends used to cut themselves too. Other said it was because it was easier to process if you turn the pain in your heart and mind into physical pain instead. The other did it because she was an attention whore and guess she also had a panic disorder. xP We live in Finland and there was a TV soap opera were a girl once cut her wrist and it seemed like every third grade school kid was doing it after that.
People have no idea why people cut, we do it because it takes the pain away, that people are puting on us…..And it really hurts and people just do not care I stopped cuting before and then i started up again and some people do, do it for attiton and some don’t so please don’t judge us just because we find a diffrent way to relize are selfs then hurting somebody eles…..
My neighbour cutted off his middle finger of his right hand. Himself.iT doesn’t seem to be cool. SO, wat do you think aboun that?
Cutting was a common thing between dirty punks and hippies (of 12-20 years old) when i was 13. Now i’m 22. I’ve been living in Ukraine the whole life. It’s a world-wide stuff, cutting.
I cut like that too but the thing is i cut on ym arms tummy and legs…but i have over 1000 cuts on me now yu think that chick is weird come meet me….i wear dark dark dark black makeup….with pink:P…yu can see my boobs because my shirts are like hers but lowwer….and opened more…and im not scared to say im an EMO…and yes im happy about it but the thing is live my life for a day yu will want to die as much as i do!!! if yu want to talk to me add me sexie-babe-in-your-bed@hotmail.com!!!only guys tho
wow i cut but not this bad i have thought about killing myself but it hsant happened… its a nasty habbit n not someting 2 b proud of its actually scary n for ur freinds to its hard for them cutting n smoking r relle hard habbts to break n its relle scary..
My name is Miranda and I am 11. I started cutting at nine. I am a pysho, just 2 let you know! I’m sry but cutting is awesome sometimes, I love the pain and blood and especially the scars. I have: I * Heart* T.B on my stomach along with like a zillion other things. But that one is the coolest. Email me at: Mimilicious101@aol!!!!
i’m a loner and don’t like talking to other ppl. sometimes when i get depressed i’l cut at my wrists i only do this when i’m stressed out over work or something. i think its kinda like a release for the stres like smoking is to other ppl. cool site keep it up*
I think a lot of you could benefit from a little more understanding and sensitivity on the topic. I do not cut, but my girlfriend does, and it’s an affliction that has many positive and negative results. Nothing is as clear-cut or as black and white as a lot of people wish it were, and those people that wish it were that simple are often very simple and lazy-minded themselves. Every issue has two sides, and you should really make an effort to understand it before you generalize everyone. My girlfiend is a very intelligent and ambitious person who has had some problems growing up. Self-injury helps her, and she is smart enough to realize that those scars will be there forever. She knows exactly what she is doing, and covers up her scars to avoid calling attention to herself. She is not ashamed of it, but she does not want to seem like an attention whore, because she’s not. Self-injury, in the form of cutting and burning, is no worse than someone who has excessive tattoos, and it can be a powerful tool when it comes to emotional stability and dealing with stress. Everyone is different, our bodies are our own, and we are free to do with it what we wish, and while everyone is also free to have an opinion on the subject, you should respect your right to that opinion and strive for it to be a respectable, educated one.
Heh, this was an interesting read.
Cutting yourself can be for attention, it can also be for numerous other reasons. A common misconception is everyone who does it, does it for attention.
Personally, I don’t care why a person does it. It’s their body, and their choice. This girl made that choice, and she didn’t harm anyone else (physically) by doing this.
I think judging someone for one action they do, that affects only themselves, and nothing else, is moronic. You have no idea what this girl is (or was I guess) like, personality wise.
It’s possible this girl suffered from one or more mental disorders or personality disorders. Would you insult someone with cancer for having cancer?
Overall, I find it a little depressing she felt the need to cut herself so badly, and then take her own life, but I also respect her decision.
I pity those who cannot be more understanding towards people who do cut themselves (or use other various acts of self-injury) simply because they lose so many opportunities to meet great people, who they label as attention seekers.
you no what from what i read some of you really need help… all those people saying u wonna fuck that girl and shit u need to fuckin grow up just becuz ur life is perfect and u dont life ur life in her shoes.. she could have been threw anything we dont no… and alot of other people are goin threw hard times too .. i wused to cut my self but really think about it ?? how does it makes things better? . it only makes people think ur sick and need help .. when really u cant use anyones help intill u wona help urself.. i dont care what anyones say people vut three wrist for 2 reason and one reason only.. bcuz tere scared of life and they want people to see that… but if u was a real person u wouldnt let anyone seee you when your down … anyways iam outtie ..
I am a therapist/Healer in Hawaii and I worked with many people who are cutting their bodies.
Some of them are well educated and some are very Bored with life.
Cutting is not a new trend, many tribes of Africa and Amazon indians Cut their bodies in Ceremonies of Manhood/Womanhood.
There are 100s of various reasons people are cutting themselves.One Japanese man made a good point>> In Japanese society have no individual rights, so maybe the body is the only thing we own and we have the right to use are bodies as we wish..hhmm
I will be in Japan for 3 months touring and teaching and of course enjoying this great Countrie’s food and hot springs(onsen)
all this is so true i go through the same stuff!!!
You all deserver to ROT!
BITCH LOOK LIKE A CRACK HEAD MAN HAHAHA
dude that is so hot.i cut almost every day coz my cuz raped me and i cant get over it.i have 350 cuts and scars all over
ok i completely understand these pictures…i mean whoever the hell r wrting or typing that ur fucking crazy they need to shut the hell up bc they dont know what kinda shit thAT UVE Been thru so they need to go back to their PERFECT lives and shut the hell up…thank u and goodnight
I think that the greatest shame about Japanese kids is that the copy the stupid shit they see Americans getting up to like this cuting business.
They do not only copy the actions but they copy the stupid justification and psychobabble that America loves soo much.
When will you people get it into your heads that America is fucked and not to be copied?
Frankly, if you want to get hurt for a good reason, get over your problems with China and Korea and go kick Americas ass will you please!
99% of cutters are following some vain, stupid FASHION. It is only a FASHION. They think it is cool and means something because they have seen it in a gaijin magazine or TV show. How silly. They dont have individual brains and so they have to copy even what they are told to think.
” Oh poor me … I have such a hard life … what do I do … oh, yeah, I will cut me and takes pictures just like I have seen on MTV … may be then i will be famous “.
Japan, you need to find your own identity and not be slaves to the West. If you are angry or depressed kick back at your Establishment and America.
as cute as it is that you’re all making such a huge drama about it she is just a girl.
i feel sorry for her because she probably wasn’t thinking.
she was pretty, too.
These girls and boys are not pretty or hot, its unhuman what they do and i think they ar mentally ill
I need help, I am 14 years old and I cut myself, nothing seems to help me stop, please, someone help!!!
u emos r cool ur a role modle 2 me just show me how 2 b 1 plzzzzzzzzzz
hi my ex-boyfriend cuts his wrists to get me to feel sorry for breking up with him and he won’t stop untill i go back out with him and i’m just really stressing out about it. PLEASE HELP I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO.
iam cutter i don’t understand why people think it a big deal its not that big of deal it realesing my feel so i don’t feel any think because of broken heart because my boyfriend of 5 years broke nup with for a nasty bitch when were goin to get married this summer he cheated on me with for 6 months now
she’s very dehydrated.
she needs to drink more water.
…as well as seek a therapist. (O_O)’
YOU GUYS WHO SAY SHE IS PROBLEY GOOD IN BED ARE SICK FUCKS!!!! SHE IS PROBLEY JUST AN ATTENTION WHORE BUT STILL U GUYS ARE SICK BASTERDS!
I think it’s really sad when people feel like they have to cut themselves to feel better. A couple of years ago,I thought about doing it….I hadn’t heard much about it,but I was really depressed and I felt like I could never live up to everyone’s expectations of me. I thought about it,and realized that even despite the problems I had at that moment my life was still better than some of my friends and family.I couldn’t do it because I’m still a blessed child,and I still have so many good things going for me. To cut would’ve been disrespectful to my parents and to myself.
i like ur tongue piercing and i love da fcuking way u put ya eye shadow on and i think waht u do to ur self is wrong coz stop it coz theres no need to da dat SHIT
love kim
love and death
HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! SERVES YA SELFS RIGHT!!!!! HAHAHA THAT IS SOOOOOOO SOOO SOOOOO FUNNY!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHHAHA
hey its me again…
ya know.. i know egzaclty what they have been thru.. but ya know somthing i dont go ahead and slitmy wrists over and over again.. i mean come on!
how low can you get..FUCK! why the hell would u do that shit to ur self.. Pfft.. your so crazy.
FUCKING CRAZY JAPS!!!!!!!! GET A LIFE! STOPPING CUTTING U GET SCARS!!!!!! PLUS THAT BLOOD LOOKS LIKE ICE CREAM WAIT MY BAD ASS CREAM 😛 PEACE I’M OUTTA!
rrrrrrrrrrrr said: “HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! SERVES YA SELFS RIGHT!!!!! HAHAHA THAT IS SOOOOOOO SOOO SOOOOO FUNNY!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHHAHA”
Sadly, no, it doesn’t. But it would serve YOU right. YOU, my stunted troglodyte friend, are the only one who really deserves to be cut up like that. Come on, admit it, you know that would be a lot more entertaining for the rest of us. 😀
hey daniel :p
I cut myself, pretty much cuz my life is serisoly fucked and isnt the same as before, im only 13 and i have so many cuts, it makes me cry when i look at them, but yet it takes my mind off the pain im going through, i have to go to conciling now, it sucks ass!! but yet i still do it cuz no fucking conciller can tell me what to do!!
i just read most peoples comments and opinions.I agree with some of the stuff people have said.it is all in the head and some people r attention seekers.I myself cant explain why i selfharmed in the first place but iv been living with the scares now 4 the best part of 10 years and i am ashamed of them when i really shouldent be..fuk we all have different ways of dealing with our problems.my only problem now is i still have the scares and no way of losing them i cant afford cosmetic surgery or any shit like that,so the only way forward i could see was to change all the little random scares into something i could exsept
U GUYS ARE FUCKING SICK, WHAT A FUCKED UP KID, YOU FUCKING EMO MORON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
sorry bout my spellin….anyways i was saying that i wanted something i could accept so i could start loving my body instead of being ashamed and hiding it from everybody..dont get me wrong i love my body but its taken time and still to this day i hide my arm from people,I guess i dont want all the questions and funny looks.Anyway a few months ago while trying to find out what made me hurt myself in the first place i came across body mods and it got me thinking that maybe i could change the scars from the oh so obvious into something that made me happy
i have not much to really say, except usless crap, tht no one reads, but dont be ashamed of yourself, i got over it, i wear tshirts now, i dont care what ppl think, they can go fuck themselfs. but im serious, its fucking stupid. i had someone tht got me into it. it was an excape from having a bad family, but i learned tht is was senceless to hide myself. i showed the world, by walking down a hallway, not giving a care, with all the ppl staring.– i have someone in my life, the i met on the internet, and i well understand tht she does these tpyes of things, but worse.. but. i barely tlk to her now, she allways busy working. i no longer do things to myself. im getting help, and all i really ment to say is, i hope you get better, all of you. love ~djblackheart
Seriously, She’s hot :l
I wanna go to japan and live there so I can show my arm again.
Also I like the way they dress and do their hair I bet you would get beaten up if you dressed like that here in holland.
Oh by the way. I’m annoyed by both of the people here.
Self Harmers: “u need 2 teak us seriusly we hav hevy problams wid our home pleace”
Non-Self Harmers: “ever1 hu slef hrms is dmb just dyie”
If people just shut up, all the things you two people say has already been said, so stop telling us these things.
Thanks for Reading this !! :O
Cheers, Tom.
(PS: I’m 14, so young people CAN be mature.. Just takes some time. ^^)
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