Dear Cutters and Would-Be-Cutters, please hear my words

Hello, my name is David and I have some things to tell you, yes YOU.
You may be thinking "Yeah right, this journal is just written to speak to who ever reads it"
And it is, but my meaning is for each and every one of you.
Cutters are Cutters for all the reasons under the blue moon.
I could sit here and list them all but I won't.
What I will tell you is that no matter what's going through your head, no matter how low you feel, no matter how alone you may feel, know that people like me are there for you. Don't pick up and sharp objects and go blade-happy, sit down, count to ten, then go and talk to your bestest friend ever, your most trusted relation or if you want to keep it on the down low, talk to one of us Mibbians who know what you're going through.
I'm not going to tell you how much you don't wan this, I'm not going to tell you how to feel or think about this. So I'll tell you what happens when you do what you think about doing.
If you have cut, or are working up to your first cut, know what I have to say.
I've cut, and I regret it. I've cut, and I have the scars to remind me. I've cut, and I had to hide the cuts and scars from my family, friends and even my partners.
What I feel from knowing what I've done to myself is: Shame, regret, self-loathing and embarrassment.
I know everyone is different and no two people are the same and people react differently but I promise you, these feelings are what await you if you walk down that road.
That road is painful, lonely and shameful.
Talk to someone, I hope with every atom in my body that you can find help in someone.
I hope you have a great chocolaty easter, and an even better year.