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 I haven't felt the need for a while, but today it seems unbearable. I can't cut on my wrists either. It would draw too much attention and I have to change in a girls locker room, so I don't need my parents to find out about this. But so I don't I scratch my writs againts something very sharp. I want to cut so bad! It's killing me.

whatamitosay whatamitosay
18-21, F
6 Responses Mar 11, 2009

This is what i do if i cut my wrists and need to hide them in the winter; wear a hoodie, all day and when you change in the locker room, only change your shorts, keep the hoodie on. I do that, and I limit my cutting to my wrist in the winter time.

ParadoxWithin verbalized perspective, and end results, very well Whatamitosay - I'd ask you to please read a second time<br />
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Bruce

ParadoxWithin verbalized perspective, and end results, very well Whatamitosay - I'd ask you to please read a second time<br />
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Bruce

Go abuse an animal. They bleed too. Better some kitten then you. Haven't tried it myself, but I'm pretty sure it would work. Adrenaline and all.

I understand that urge so well. I am proud that you came here and wrote first, in stead of cutting, that's a great coping mechanism...talk to us, let it out, scream, rage, cry..we hear you and understand!<br />
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some people have found writing on themselves with a marker helps...makes the pain visible, but doesn't do damage and can be washed off when the pain passes. You are excellent with words...maybe this would help?<br />
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I feel for you, had a bad incident myself this week. We cut for ourselves, to release the pain, we can also NOT cut for ourselves, it can be a gift we give ourselves, finding another way.<br />
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I know your hurt is deep and real, I acknowledge it. I share it.

My dear young friend..I am 59 years old female. I bet your wondering why a 59 year old is typing to you.its not to lecture you but its to tell you about me. I starting abusing myself at the age of 11yrs old. My first cutting experience was in high school. It drew a lot attention. The wrong attention. I can get more detailed later if you want to know. Life never came easy to me, but now I regret doing what i did. I have to constantly wear long sleeves because of the embarrassment i have brought on to myself. At work I have to wear long sleeves even in the hottest of summer days. In the past a ew people even thought I wore long sleeves because I was shooting up. They were so wrong.There was a lot of pain in my life. Much of it has been sorted out and I have made sense of it. But now i have the endless pain of the scars i have and how self conscious I am of them and how they have stopped me from doing a lot of things. I know your pain is real . Please dont' cut because someday in the future things will sort out and you don't want to be left with scars. We already have enough inside. Peace