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...
anyone read my experience I wrote about getting caught about a month ago at school so here's the incident form of anyone wants to know what I guess usually happens if you get caught at school with cuts:
The teacher (or whoever sees it) if they think it looks like self harm (YES...
"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...
I went further than ever. I've never been so deep at so many places, and I'm scared. The cuts on my thighs are almost black with depth and dried blood. I've cleaned them, but they still burn as hell.
I just want to escape my body right now. I want to fall asleep and not wake up...
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...
Just trying to shut up my mind that runs wild.
Let the blood pour and then clean it up as if it never happened.
It's okay and it's alright.
I will be okay one day.
This will pass,
Although not anytime soon.
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
my wrists. I tried to make up something but I don't think she believed me. Then my mom saw them just today but she didn't say anything so I don't know what she thinks. I've decided to keep it to just my hips. I've really got to stop but not sure how. Ideas?
I cut the first year twice then this year I can't even count. I try to stop but I've tried everything nothing works. The only way I can think of to completely stop is to tell my parents and go see a consoler but I don't want to tell my parents but I want the help. I need to stop...
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...
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
but I would just like to send out a message to those that have: it's unhealthy, although I'm sure you've heard this before, it's not worth the permanent scars. Your body is a complex and exceptional system.. You shouldn't tamper with it, instead you should find much healthier...
because I got caught. But I seriously could be pushed to doing it again. All that ever happens at my house is yelling 100% at men for nothing. I'm honestly only aloud to be At my house for my parents to yell at. And my " friends" only use me. And it's not like I can go out and...
I can't stop. I've been doing this since I was 12, I can go long periods without doing it but something can get me right back in. I've cut my ankles, hips, thighs, & wrists. I usually punch walls or kick something to feel internal pain as well. I've started up again, so far only...
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...
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...
. and sometimes I stab myself maybe 14 times in the leg when I'm really mad at myself, I don't want sympathy, I'm stupid for starting, ****, stupid me, STUPID ME!!! FUUUUCK!! AAGH!! Sorry... I have mental problems...
The Rules are:
1. When you feel like you want to cut, take a marker, pen, or sharpies and draw a butterfly on your arm or hand.
2. Name the butterfly after a loved one, or someone that really wants you to get better.
3. You must let the butterfly fade naturally. NO scrubbing it...
for cutting.. I did it for the first time last night and I will never do it again in my life.. I didnt cut myself because I am emo or anything like that.. I just cut because someone was mentally harassing me and there was no other way to make him stop annoying me.. I hate myself...
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
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...
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...
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
and I stopped at McDonalds to get a smoothie, I went through the drive through and when I reached out to grab my smoothie from the guy he must have seen my cuts because he hesitated, then said, "you don't know me, but can you promise me you won't cut tonight?" and I could feel...
If they knew someone who cuts they would say that we are attention seekers or we're creepy or just in a growing up stage where teenagers are just confused. Like really?? If we want attention, we wouldn't hide when we cut, or if this is like some part of growing up we wouldn't be...
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