February 2012
27 posts
Self-Harm Awareness Day is Tomorrow. Wear orange...
Feb 29th
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Feb 29th
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I saw a specialist today. He said he believes I’m showing severe signs of depression. He thinks I should go on an antidepressant and just watch to make sure my cutting or suicidal thoughts don’t get any worse. Well, now this just fucking sucks.
Feb 21st
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Anonymous asked: I think you should tell them about your girlfriend, to be honest.
Feb 19th
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I cut for attention. But not for attention from tumblr. Not for attention from my friends. Not for attention from my brother. Not for attention from the teachers at school. For the attention of my parents. I don’t feel like they hear me. Like everything I’m saying is going in one ear and out the other. Like they don’t value my opinion, and that they can’t hear me...
Feb 16th
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I’ve lost interest in my scars. They don’t hurt and they don’t look interesting. Now I just want to fucking cut
Feb 9th
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Before math class today, during lunch, I cut. I needed my fix. To me, cutting isn’t for punishment, because I’m not pretty or too fat, to me it’s like an addiction. I need my fix, just like cocaine or mariuana. Then I went to math and saw blood leaking through my sleeve and went into a bit of a panic. Luckily, I sit in the back of the class, but I didn’t have a sweater,...
Feb 8th
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How desperate do you have to be to start cutting at school?
Feb 7th
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I've never reopened my cuts taking a shower....
Feb 7th
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I found another blade. But I can’t believe how much my arm still hurts after last night. For once, I might willingly go a night without cutting … but watching my blood is just so afflicting :/
Feb 6th
Anonymous asked: I just dont know what to do anymore. my mom and dad hate me and everythings shit. where on my arms can i cut myself without cutting a vein or whatever thanks
Feb 6th
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My mom sleeps on the couch to prevent me from using the kitchen knives to cut myself Too bad she doesn’t know about the razors in my room.
Feb 6th
weak-freak asked: Hi. I wanted you to know that you’re beautiful and you don’t have to hurt yourself. If you think you’re alone, remember I love you. I’m always here if you want or need to talk. I understand how hard it is, I do. A lot of people say that, but I really mean it. You are so beautiful inside and out and you are so strong. You’re going to make it, it’s going to turn...
Feb 6th
maggoats asked: please don't cut yourself. everything will be okay.
Feb 6th
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I want to cut right now Like, really badly But I haven’t cut in so long, I almost forget what the pain feel likes But the thoughts are just taking over my mind right now
Feb 6th
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I hate when people write about their sufferings on Facebook. If they actually knew what pain was, they wouldn’t be sharing it.
Feb 5th
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Anyone got some good lies why I shouldn’t have to go swimming? Real reason is my cuts but anything else?
Feb 3rd
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Tonight I looked in the mirror I thought I would see a girl Naked Instead; I saw a disgrace. A girl called a disgrace by others She called herself a disgrace And wrote it on her arms With a razor And now, the only disgrace she sees Is in the blood.
Feb 3rd
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Feb 3rd
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I finally got a razor. I’m so sick of kitchen knives. Stole it out of a pencil sharpener.
Feb 2nd
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I wish I could sleep and never wake up.
Feb 2nd
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Where do you get your blades from for cutting?
Feb 2nd
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Now I feel cutting is not only to help relieve everything and my addiction at this point, but now I feel like I’m doing it just in spite of rebellion to my parents. The list of why I cut just keeps getting longer.
Feb 2nd
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I’m having so many fucking mood swings I just don’t know what my brain even wants anymore. At first when my mom brought up the idea of going to a mental facility I was like “No, I’m not a fucking crazy psycho who needs to be put into some room by herself” and regretted telling anyone I was cutting again. I hated the idea with everything I had. Then, I sat around...
Feb 1st
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Confession Twenty-One:
confessions-of-acutter: Sometimes I wish something would happen to me, some sort of freak accident. That way, nobody could say I committed suicide.
Feb 1st
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I want to cut until my veins run dry.
Feb 1st
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What part of “I don’t want to stop” don’t you understand?
Feb 1st