I Used to Cut

I work at a health clinic as a clinic assistant. While I was getting ready to draw a patient's blood, she said, "I have the same scars that you have on your arm." I stupidly hold out my arm, the only one that has visible scars on it...

I feel something inside of me rising, growing, and getting harder to maintain. Something is coming and I'm afraid that I will lose control... and if I do, in what ways. If I could only cut just a little maybe it would help relieve...

I can finally say USED TO!!!
I used to cut. Period. I USED TO! I am so proud to say that it isn't even funny! :D
So yes I used to cut. I cut for 2 years. And I finally got up the feeling to stop completely 2 months ago. I'm finally done...

I used to cut. Am I proud of it? No. But do I hate myself for it? Absolutely not. I have 3 pretty noticeable horizontal scars running parallel to each other on my left arm. They're there, and they will be there every day from now on...

When I was about nine years old I was raped an molested on an almost daily basis for about a year. The man who did it was my moms 43 year old boyfriend, i felt that no one would believe me so i told absoultly no one for four years wich...

One cut is all that it took, and I was hooked. I was 11 when I first began to cut. I remember it like it was yesterday.... I have went through so much pain in the past that I guess cutting seem to make all my problems go away. I...

I used to cut with traditional razors...

But I'm out of razors so I always need to break another shaver...

I searched all my near location and no one, even a single market, are selling...

There's no blades only!! AAAAHHHH ><

I started when i was in high school at the time i didnt really know why i was doing it.  By the time i was in my senior i had stopped.  Then when i was a junior in college i was sexually assulted.  After that i started...

I haven't cut in years, I mostly did it from ages 12 to about 15. My parents fought verbally and physically ever since I was born. Mostly my dad physically hurting my mother, saying the most obnoxious things you can imagine. I grew up...

Because when people around me were cutting, I never cut, but when I wasn't around those people anymore, I started cutting again.

Ok so I started cutting last year, in November actually so its not that long ago. Anyways, I started cutting because I was always so furious, so angry with my family, I felt so trapped beneath them and there was nothing I could do about...

I began cutting when I was 11 years old.
I honestly don't even know how or why. I was so overcome with sadness that I slashed my upper arm one night. I figured that was the best place because I could cover the scars easily with my...

Every time I pick up a knife images flash through my head, snapshots of me bloodying my arms. I have to pause to regain focus.
Scissors cut, scissors can cut flesh as well as they do paper.
My blade hides in its safe place, only I know...

I used to cut every day. I couldn't cope with everything going on in my life. Past experiences left me with post traumatic stress disorder, clinical depression, and crippling anxiety. I stopped school. I never left the house. And, when...

Almost 2 years ago i used to cut.. i still wear some of the scars, almost like a faded memory of my past. I wasn't trying to get attention at all... i used to hide it by wearing a jacket all the time... but nobody knew the story behind...

if i could cut, cut with out hurting people , with out concequences ! with out scars . with out my family worrying , with out my beautiful gf crying. i would !

i miss it . but it causes too much pain , not to me , but to the ones i...

The first time I cut I was thirteen or so. Believe me, I know how cliche this sounds, but it was after my first boyfriend broke up with me. I was angry and it was a way to make all of that anger and pain literal and visible.

Eventually...

The last time I cut was about 6 months ago. So i shouldn't really say i 'used' to because its still early days. i started at 12, when my mum was drinking heavily everyday and i was being sexually abused. A 'cry for help' was how it...

First there was the boy I'd had a crush on for nearly a year. That lasted four weeks before I broke up with him because we were both too young to know how to be in a relationship (young 14). Then there was the second guy, who'd fancied...