The same thing as you. I cut too deep one night. I was hysteric and i wanted to hurt myself and i underestimated the sharpness of my knife. And for the first time ever, i panicked.
A supportworker came to my flat and helped me get to hospital. I cried and cried and i was so scared...... When i arrived at A&E they realised i was in a bad shape so i was taken in straight away.
I realised that night that if continued down this path i would die from it sooner rather than later. I had lost control. And i told myself that i didn't want to die from cutting. It had stolen so much from me already and i didn't wanna lose my life to it as well.
It's hard. It's bloody hard. And i still slip up. But i have managed to stay on the path towards recovery. What happened that night made me see that i wasn't in control anymore and it made me see, through the eyes of others, what i was actually doing to myself.
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