Confessing My Problem..From A Cutter

by V U L N E R A B L E   Oct 29, 2004


I cut myself......yeah I'm a cutter... a regular person who is addicted to cutting them self...yeah like slitting my wrist...i cant stop I'm trying.............i do it for the pain Because i want the pain of everything else to go away...i do it when something good goes on i do it for no reason............a month ago i use to come home and just cut to feel the freaking pain and watch the blood run down my arm...I'm messed up for life i cant stop I'm really trying Because i don't want him to find out and I don't care what anyone says I'm not doing it for attention I'm doing it Because i cant stop

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  • 20 years ago

    by fallen angel

    i know what youre saying, the first time i cut, i was having real problems, but i thought i'd only do it once, but i couldant stop. bout 4 months later, i'm doing it everyday, sumtimes cuz i just wanna see blood, i hate myself for doing it, and i'm dreading going on holyday. i don't do it for attention, when one of my friends found out, i was so ashamed, and wanted things to back to how they were, but i ended up doing more, i found something out though, use broken glass, if done right, it hurts like hell, bleeds like mad, and doesant scar that much.

  • 20 years ago

    by Shattered Smile

    i love it...reminds me of myself!! keep writin its great & verie meaninful

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