I Have Cut Myself Before Stories of Experiences

I cut myself for the first time last month, the cut is fading, and you can hardly see it anymore. I have wanted to cut hundreds of times since then, but somehow, I stopped myself. Now that I think about it, I would like to cut right now...

I started cutting myself when I was about 8 or 9 and stopped when I was about 20 (except for a few lapses). I would cut myself on the forearms, ribs, thighs, and chest. At first I didn't know why I was cutting myself. After a few times...

I cut myself. But I'm such a coward. Once I picked up the razor, I just went to town. My thighs and wrists are now bloody and hurting. It felt good. Great, actually. I can confess that I'm going to do it again.

I was very shocked when I picked up the knife. I've only done it briefly a few times, and I'd like to say never again - but who knows? It was all because of my uncle who's an alcoholic. He had tried to commit suicide again, and I felt a...

no matter whats going on i always seem to want to do it , but i started noticing all the scars left behind and relized one day that i never wanted to do it again, have made it half a year now and hopefully that was the last time

I remember the first time I cut. It wasn't deep it didn't bleed a lot and I wasn't really strong enough to go through with it. It still felt stupidly good though. The second time I was a bit braver, then I realized scissors weren't the...

i havent for a while, tonight i did it and if bled for the first time like actually more than scratches. i dont do it to feel better, i do it more becasue i like the way it looks, i dont really know. :/

Poem, not a story, but still, this is what goes on in my head..... Kinda.... I don't really hear voices, I'm not schizophrenic..Punish her! Punish her! Punish her!The Voices scream at me.Punish her! Punish her! Punish her!I have done so...

So here's my story.  My name is Rob, I'm 19, and the last time I cut myself was about a month ago.  It was after I had felt like I had failed at trying to save a friendship that I had with my friend Ashley.  However after I cut...

I love it and I hate it. It reminds me I am here but it also reminds me that no one see's me. I see the blade in my hand fascinated by the edge, its shape, and its gleam.I see the look in my eyes as I stare myself down in the mirror...

so i recently found out that my ex's parents are supporting him through this trialas i suspected.but his father is well aware of how abusive he can be,he hit his father while drunk one night and has been crazy drunk around him numerous...

I cut myself for the first time when I was really depressed. I later found out I had depression, but that's another story. I used a razor and cut myself on my upper arm about 3 times until it bled. I know it sounds weird, but it felt...

As I'm typing now, I'm concious of the scars on my legs and the wounds on my arm. It started last year, little scratches with my key, then scratched that scabbed with sewing needles. Finally I switched to the disposable razors sitting...

I only did it once. It was actually about 4 months ago. Up until I actually did it myself, I never really could fully understand why anyone could do this to themselves. I mean, I knew some were doing it for attention, but I knew...