@ xxFlyingFreexx
Seeking help seems scary but it's really helping me. The last time I cut was three months ago.
The first time I cut was when I was 13. Nothing made sense, I didn't like my new found popularity, I was quite happy being quiet and shy and listening to my rock music. I was bullied in primary school so I had no confidence in secondary. I just really wasn't comfortable with myself and wanted to fit in. It was just scratches on both my wrists, my mom found out and I stopped.
When I was 16 I got this kind of deep satisfaction out of self destruction. My best friend betrayed me, I developed an eating disorder even though I was a perfectly average weight. I started cutting much deeper and I was a regular for butterfly stitches at my local hospital. I still have scars all over my arms and thighs. I backed out of perfectly good relationships out of hatred for myself and started excessively smoking pot and drinking even though I was bulimic and anorexic.
I'm nearly 18 now and I've got help for it all. I've settled down with friends who mean a lot to me and going to counselling really helps. I struggle with depression from a day to day basis but I'm much more comfortable with who I am now and really I just want everyone to know they are NOT alone.
xoxo
Seeking help seems scary but it's really helping me. The last time I cut was three months ago.
The first time I cut was when I was 13. Nothing made sense, I didn't like my new found popularity, I was quite happy being quiet and shy and listening to my rock music. I was bullied in primary school so I had no confidence in secondary. I just really wasn't comfortable with myself and wanted to fit in. It was just scratches on both my wrists, my mom found out and I stopped.
When I was 16 I got this kind of deep satisfaction out of self destruction. My best friend betrayed me, I developed an eating disorder even though I was a perfectly average weight. I started cutting much deeper and I was a regular for butterfly stitches at my local hospital. I still have scars all over my arms and thighs. I backed out of perfectly good relationships out of hatred for myself and started excessively smoking pot and drinking even though I was bulimic and anorexic.
I'm nearly 18 now and I've got help for it all. I've settled down with friends who mean a lot to me and going to counselling really helps. I struggle with depression from a day to day basis but I'm much more comfortable with who I am now and really I just want everyone to know they are NOT alone.
xoxo
October 25th, 2012 at 11:37pm