I like the sight of my own blood, I like to know that I'm only numb inside, to defy my parents as in when my parents anger me, which they do often, I cut to make myself feel like they can't control what I do, to do things I know would **** them off. My mom probably...
You’re beautiful. I may not know you, but I do know that you were brought into the world for a reason. Nothing can change that. You have strengths people admire you for. Your smile makes other people smile. You’re a unique individual. Smart, talented, kind hearted...
why a 46 year old guy would join this group.
As a teen I had (probably still do) a mass of tangled emotions with no way to let them out. The pain inside was too great.
One day while drinking I put a cigarette out in the palm of my hand and discovered that the combination of...
layer off but it scabbed over and looks like a 3 inch slice
Do I still have my 2 yrs or do I start over?
I didn't want to lose "sobriety" & as much as I don't want to admit this-gosh it felt so good and helped so much!
loose 1 your fine your body don't suffer at all, loose 2 your body goes Into shock, loose 3 you die, you're not going to loose 3 pints of blood from a cut on you're arm that is a little deep and hasn't penetrated any major veins or arteries, so don't worry about me or get scared...
i wrote this poem thinking it would help me. i wrote it 89 days ago. it's helped me a lot. maybe it can help other people too. stay clean, you don't deserve the hurt, head up <3
just put down that blade,
looking down, watching your cuts bleed.
tears slowly well up in your...
I just can't seem to stop, and I don't really want to anyways. I need it to make it through the day. No one in my life even suspects that I could do this to myself. They all think I'm this happy little girl. I wish they could see past that, but whatever. It's better for them to...
that nobody saw
He was most artistic late at night
In the bathroom out of sight
He kept a secret no one knew
He didn't tell a soul and his gallery grew
His drawings were different
No paper or pen
But needed a bandage now and again
We stood by the river under the stars
When I see the scars on my body I think, "What have I done?". I think of I have to always wear bracelets. Or that people will judge me if they see. Will anyone love me? I'm so broken. 3 months clean, but I'm scared of triggers.
He drew pictures that nobody saw,
He was most artistic late at night,
In the bathroom out of sight,
He kept a secret no one knew.
His drawings were different, no paper or pen,
But needed a bandage now and again.
We stood by the river under the stars,
He rolled up his...
because I like the look of blood and on rare occasions because I want to feel physical pain instead of the emotional pain I bottle up inside all the time. I don't want attention from people so I cut myself where I can say I accidentally walked into something or where people can...
I cut my self....
Its like a drug..
it gets you to a place of peace..
a place where you don't think about you're problems..
a place where you think of the future..
a fealing of numness....
a fealing of no fealing....
but most of all it gets you away from youre self....
Sometimes when I'm not constantly insulting myself, I think...what's it like being normal?
What's it like to look in the mirror and not hate what's looking back?
What's it like to have a lot of friends and a boyfriend and just a good social life?
What's it like not to be hated...
She’s emo? You’d cut too, if you’ve been through what she has. She’s anorexic? You’d be too, if everyone called you fat everyday. She’s a *****? She made one mistake that cost her, her reputation. She’s a showoff? Her parents abused her, & she’s never heard of...
There are many different opinions out there but it seems it can be done. The scars will still be there but if the artist is good then it won't be as noticeable. If bad it would draw more attention. I hear one should wait at least a year so the tissue can heal. I think next year...
You cover your arms
In painful art
I know you're hurt
I'm here to help
Your screams were unheard
But there was something I felt
Your words touched me
Your cries worried me
I'll hold your hand
I'll always be here
I want to see you smile
Almost two years ago I fell into serious depression. I was crying myself to sleep every other night and I believed that no one cared for me. Not too many people know what it feels like when not a single soul gives a damn about you. Doesn't feel very good ... I had extremely...
Still affect me though. Some people notice them, some people ignore them. I feel ashamed sometimes in public, hoping nobody sees. My entire left forearm, covered in over a dozen cuts. I still remember vividly me sitting in the bathroom, angrily cutting...
Self Harm Survey1 How old were you when you started self-harming?Younger than 44-56-78-910-1112-1314-1515-1616-1718-1920-21Older than 212 How often do you self-harmMore than once a dayOnce a daySeveral times a weekOnce a weekTwo or more times a monthOnce a monthSeveral...
as a reminder for you to stay strong. Today I celebrate 1year going without self harm. I've had the thought to along with suicidal thoughts and still do. I've been through a lot trough out my life. Message me if you need someone to talk to or comfort you. I will never judge you...
Drip. Drip.The water is clear.And now it’s red.She’s all alone.Now she’s dead.Drip. Drip.Covered in blood.There’s no skin left.See her bones?Look, she’s dead.Drip. Drip.She starved herself.She always bled.She’s beautiful.But she’s dead.Drip. Drip.She’s so young.So...
that I self harm, but I'm scared to death because then she will have to tell my parents. I want to, but I know she'll make me go to a hospital or take more medication, and I am extremely scared of doing either of those things. I am freaking out right now I don't know what to do
period ugh..... I don't know what to do some of my friends will tell on me and I don't want them to!!! But I don't know what to tell them when they ask were
I got them from theirs to many to be the dog. So can someone give tips on not to let them find out?
hit the bathroom floor , sometimes salty tears to follow pursuit, as the mirror spat insults that nobody can hear but one can feel.
I feel so much like grabbing my sourced Gillette razor blade and breaking my skin like I used to but I don't want to, the sad thing is I only have...
two weeks ago because I was being "disrespectful" or whatever so this teacher I hate sent me to another teacher on my team to talk to me about my behavior last class.I've only been in school for nearly a month so I don't know the teachers well she asked me why I was misbehaving...
Little Boy: Are you an angel?
Little Boy: My mum told me that those who have marked wrists are angels.
Me: I'm not an angel
Little Boy: Of course you are. Mum said that only angels harm themselves because they don't like life on Earth. This world is destroying them...
She paints a pretty picture
but this picture has a twist
you see.. her paintbrush is a razor
and her canvas is her wrist
she paints her pretty picture
in a color thats blood red
while using her sharp painbrush
she ends up finally dead
her pretty pictures fading
"People always want to know what it feels like, so I’ll tell you: there’s a sting when you first slice, and then your heart speeds up when you see the blood, because you know you’ve done something you shouldn’t have, and yet you’ve gotten away with it. Then you sort of...
Shut your eyes tight,
Tell yourself it's all alright.
Clench your fists in till they feel as if they could burst,
You remember the time you had to do this first.
You're eyes soon reach their fill,
Soon after you're tears begin to spill.
Brace yourself for what's yet to come...