against life. Any energy I manage comes from a desolate place with very little to give. In all honesty I'm tired of existing but if I were to stop, I feel the guilt and sadness I would leave behind is unacceptable. So I am here not for me, but for the comfort of others. Maybe...
and i have everything a kid could ever want. I'm spoiled. I admit it. I drive a BMW, i have a 2k dollar gaming PC, two laptops, all the music gear i could ever need, and a nice home. Yet, i still feel like my life sucks. I have depression, anxiety, adhd, dyslexia, etc.
and galaxies in my head
but the moon ran off and the stars long burned out
so looking around now it looks like it's dead
and now no one hears me, no matter how loud i shout
my desperate pleas go unheard
and now i can hear the metal sing
so now i can't even say a word
They look at her and see a girl
nothing more nothing less.
They see her crying and screaming
and they say she's just a mess
They have no idea the pain she holds inside
the pain that always churns
the pain is so bad she wants to hide from this
than other people who want to drive like tards. This crete carrier driver wanted to sit there and be an a.s.s.hole. and got my company safety dept called on me when I'm not the one in the wrong. He's the one who decided to pace me and cause the traffic back up. Up yours crete...
I hurt myself, and I have no intention of stopping either. I used to wish I could stop - but that's when I thought I had a problem. What I do is no worse than smoking or drinking. SI won't give me cancer, it won't rot my liver, it won't paralyze me or give me a horrible STD. As...
ago..and I promised my self to not do it again and move on..and I feel peace.. I stop doing thing's that I used to like because it always trigger me..I don't why I feel like I have this big misunderstanding in people..and when I try to think when I'm in their place I might do...
instead of expressing it to them directly, I kind of self-destruct and go apeshit. Lateron, I'd notice I got bumps and bruises. I, then, will realize that I did that to me.
Hurting other people is out of the question because, based from experience, whenever I directly express...
for years now and it seems like it's pointless battle that I can never win because I don't really want to fight it. My razor brings me far too much comfort for me to just throw it away. Is there better? Maybe. But I have never come across anything as faithful as a blade.
i'm sitting here with nothing to do.
what the hell am i going to do?
i go to the bathroom and reach for the blade,
put it by my wrist and there it laid,
pushing it deeper until i bleed,
this is exactly what i need,
the pain and suffering i just felt,
all begins to...
I don't do it often anymore - maybe once a month - but I don't want to stop. I don't regret cutting. I hate hiding the cuts from my family. They don't understand why I'd do this to myself. They don't understand why I wouldn't want to stop. Cutting is a comfort to me.
judgments. I deal with this so I don't have a right to. What I will not tolerate and what will make me loose sleep is people doing personal attacks on others who are reaching out for help. I understand how hard it is for others to ask for help. I'm tired of people saying...
after being almost 4 months clean. I told my boyfriend and myself that i wouldn't do it again but I failed. I'm afraid that if I tell him or he sees the cuts on my arms he'll be disappointed and he won't think I'm as strong as he thought I was.
But I'm just so overwhelmed with...
heey . im a 13 yearold femal who aint really had the best of starts to like and it sounds terrible but i self harm and smoke .everyone says self harming gets better but mine only seems to be getting worse for example , bigger urges = harder to controll = bigger cuts .iv seen that...
that brought me nothing but misery in the second and third grade when i just moved to the town I had to ride the bus and from me riding I met the people who made fun of me that called it sage disease and like the cheese touch they called it sage touch they would make me leave...
I am a self harmer. I notice when other self harmers are doing the little things I do to hide the scars. I notice that you dont take off your jumper. I noticed the scars when your sleeve came up and how fast you pull it down. I notice when you pull alway if someone toches your...
I abuse myself because its my way of putting myself in place. I simply pinch my skin until i bruise, or burn it. It takes alot for me to try and stop, but i just feel like im always doing something wrong or stupid, so to punish myself for my stupidity, thats what i do. ive gotten...
I am 15 years old. I'm a self harmer. My method is scratching. I feel alienated because I don't think I can be taken seriously by the majority of self harmers because I don't make myself bleed.
It started one day when I had a doctor's appointment. I have an extreme phobia of...
Realistically; I hate that word. Of course I know exactly where my place is in reality. Reality: I am destroyed, if you look close enough (which I don’t recommend) you will see the damage caused by my inability to crave existing. Light does not shine through the cracks of my...
and am feeling really bad.
If someone replys, At what age did you start? I started when I was 11 :/. Feel free to ask anything in the comments, I will reply back.
I have been fighting depression for a long while and anorexia.
so far. I honestly don't know how I managed to do it. But I guess I just used other alternatives besides cutting.
For all those who are struggling, I want to let you know that there is hope and you can get through this. Even if it's tough right now. As the saying goes "you can...
Run to your room
Slam the door
Turn up the music
Fall to the floor
Scream in yourself
Let no-one hear
Tell no secrets
Show no fear
Grab the knife
No-one will care
Pull back your sleeve
Your arm in bare
Lay the blade against Your Skin
Pushing hard the...
Writing this is both painful and, hopefully, cathartic.I'm 48, and have only really been self harming for a year or so. I wonder whether it's my equivalent of alcoholism (both my late parents were alcoholics), a self-destructive behaviour to try and blot out mental pain.It's been...
to everyone that knew i did it they all think i stopped but really its worse than ever:/
a few cuts are not enough anymore i can do upto 50 cuts each time and even that is not enough i have to take a small overdose its never enough to kill me but enough to do damage and kill...
I dont cut myself when im feeling depressed when im depressed i write poetry or music but its when im angry at myself that i cut. I hadn't done it for a while until the other day when my mum was yelling at me for locking the dog outside in the rain for half an hour (by accident...
It makes me really mad at myself that I did this again. I haven't since early 2011. I don't even know what to think of it, and I don't want anyone to find out because I'm not suicidal. I mean I'm always battling depression but I still have things that keep me alive. I still have...
that surrounds me,
That's captured my soul,
Is my only friend.
Well, my only other one,
Other than the voices in my head.
They whisper seductively to me, persuading me to do bad things.
But I fight to resist, go against my will,
Because I don't want to keep bleeding.
When I was a little girl, my mom walked out of my life.
After she left, I was sexually, physically, and emotionally abused for about two years..
Since I was just a young girl... I didn't know how to deal with it... That's when I started self harming.
I punched myself in the face...
That's the sound of my clock
TV's on but the volume's down
Wishing I wasn't here right now
Pull up my sleeve, look at my wrist
Should I really take the risk?
Scars will fade but they leave a mark
A reminder of a broken heart
Scars on my feet, scars on my arms...
When I started I never thought it would get this bad. I just thought once or twice but never that I'd be addicted to watching my blood flow on my skin, slowly making the water red. I've never been so in love.
if i fit in this category, but i d love to hear your opinions. I did cut maybe 4-5 times in past few years. As you can see i do cut very rarely. Mostly it s a rash decision while I m depressed. However i do cut only slightly to feel the calming pain and see just a very little...
I started self harming about a month ago when I split with my boyfriend.
I feel hurt, rejected and unwanted. The emotional pain became so umbearable and thats when i started. I think about self harming all the time.
When I do it I have such a sense of relief afterwards...
battle. Sometimes I wish I was there for her more and that I was there more. My family life is no better. No one really gives a monkey what I'm doing and if they do all they seem to do is call me a disappointment or treat me like an outcast.
They say your friends are the...
when I was 17. I never thought I would because I couldn't cut myself but then I discovered that there are other ways. The first time I burned myself with a lighter I did so on my arm... later moving to other parts.
I still self harm on and off. I'm 23 now and find that I use...
When people see self harm scars or fresh cuts, they often turn their head. They just label that person as "emo" instead of taking the time to learn what drove them to it. This happens far too often in today's society. So, i'm putting my story up on here in hopes of having at...
some people say they don't why they do it, but i think deep down every one of us really know some reason why we do it.
release anger held inside
think of other pain
there are so...
Just for them couple of minutes, everything rushes away, out of my body, I dont think about anything or anyone, all my worries dissapear, the hurt I have inside dissapears, and even though it only lasts for a couple of minutes its great to have that, its great to...
How will you know I am hurting if you cannot see any pain? To wear it on my body tells what words cannot explain from the web im shure someone has seen it before feb 8 2010 cut again tonight the feeling u get just before the...
the move, through finding out that one of my friends from college had died and going to her funeral that's when the feeling of being alone kicked in. i started to feel empty, like i was numb and it all got just too much, before i realised what i was doing i took a stanley knife...