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i didn't want this..
Growing up seeing the ugly cuts on my older cousins arms, i decided then that i was never going to hurt myself. And when it started two years ago, it blind sided me. i wanted to keep my best friend so i just went along with it. one day when we were sluffing in the bathroom, we broke a mirror and used the shattered pieces to cut each other's arms. We did it again the next year, and after that i loved the feeling and i couldn't stop. I've tried to stop cutting more than once in the past year. But i think this time, it's really working. I have support and i'm really getting somewhere. I'm not as depressed anymore and i'm beginning to think optimistically again (((: haha this thread was pretty random... |:
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