I Cut My Self Or Inflict Pain On My Self

For the first time in over a year, I cut again. I was so afraid that I'd hate myself even more than I already do, but the sick part is, it felt so good. I need help. I'm just not sure I want it this time around.

First, please let me say that I havn't done this in almost 9 years.
I really was done and haven't even thought about it in many, many years.... Today though,  I don't kno....
I've just been going thru SOOOO much lately and...

I have cut my self in the past. Mostly due to stress and anger. It is a great relief. It seems strange, but I never cut too much, or too deep, and I think that it's "harmless". I'm not suicidal, and have realized I enjoy tattoos (I am...

After my rape. I started cutting myself. I felt like this was the only way to get my feelings out without actually talking about it. I have NEVER talked about my feeling. I use a knife and put a flame underneath it once its really hot...

i've been cutting since i was about eleven.
it started with a small slow cut from scissors i had in school supplies. it hurt so badly, but being locked up in the bathroom...
music on loud in my ears...
that thin red line looked so...

Here we go. From 5 th grade till 8 th grade i was bulled by my classmates, because i was looking weird, talking weird and had another kind of ideas. They was calling me looser, emo. Sometimes they said me to go to die. They destroied me...

Writting how I feel always quiets the struggle in my head but sometimes I need that extra something. The only problem is the high I get from cutting doesn't last. A little while latter and i'm ready to cry again. I was always an unhappy...

I have a story to share, but not yet. It's long and complicated and I'm honestly not sure how many people would read it in the first place. I'm too young to join this group, just shy of the age limit, but I just want anyone that reads...

I cut again today. For the first time in three months. And now I hate myself.

It's about to be a year since I have started cutting, I can't stop. I have cut my arm up so badly that it's gone numb. It doesn't hurt. But, I'm still going to try.

Thank you to those who let me rant.

when things get to hard for me to handel i cut my self or hurtmy self it started when i was 15 yrs. old istill do it if i'm feeling really dawn or if i really messed up that day i just get the urge to hurt my self it scaries me bacouse...

I can't look at pictures of wrists with red lines without feeling guilty and anxious and sad.
So terribly sad.
Why is this me?

I have just cut my entire left arm, it's a mess, scars mixed with blood. I hate myself, I want to feel pain due to my chronic depression...

i have been bullied my entire life and sexually abused at a young age (which i never told anyone about) and i got depressed when i was 12 and started cutting my wrists just before my 13th birthday but while after my mum saw the scars...

I have been cutting or hurting myself for the past 8 years, recently my parents saw my arm, that has over 30 slashes on it. Since then i have been seeing a tharapist but its not helping, i dont realy know why i do it other then i just...

I told my self that i would never do it again,
I told my self that this time would be different.
I told my self it isn't worth the pain,
My problem is that i never listen.

I told my self to keep my hopes up,
I told my self that...

Hi. I used to cut myself with what I could find. Sewing pins, broken glass, but I didn't have access to a razor. My best friend in the frightening 6th grade world, who I held too tight for what she was worth left me for my enemy who...

Ive always felt different and i blame myself for that,latly i dont feel pain like someone could come slap me across the face and id look at them like ive had worse....i walk arouned the house trying to fight miirrors because i cant...

i used too though.. i wasnt sad but i felt like i needed to do it. ever since i stopped i want to start again, but i know i shouldnt and its bad for me. but i just want that feeling during it to come back, the relief

I first began cutting in my ninth grade year of high school.  It was the year that I lost myself and turned to cutting in a wave of confusion.  I had friends and a loving family.  There were a few problems in my life...