makes me think about the times I used to hurt myself in one or another way. It is probably just some years ago, tho I was still in 10th-11th grade. I don't know how it started but one night I just ended up in my bed with a scissor, and since that day I could continue with cut myself several times a day ... However it was a lot of troubles in my life and family then, and it was before everything with Lea started, when I had no one to talk with beside my bro (and weird therapist at school <.< ...) For a while I hurted myself like 5 times a day ... then it became lesser and lesser to actually stop one day. Or so I thought, I did keep the piece of glass (that I used) away from me for a long time, several months ... But another day I found myself there on the floor with it again, looking for the sharpest side ... Cannot remember now why, but something had apparently happen. I am trying to forget it all, but it's hard, I'm reminded about it every day, 'cause I see my scars so well. And I hate they're there, they're all too visible for others too see, and so many, God, they will be there my whole life too just because I've been stupid once in the time ... >.> Before they used to be red of course and I remember an english class time when my classmate suddenly asked if I had a cat. I was like "uuh, what?" first, but then she actually pointed at all the lines and I quickly said I had a rabbit (which I had before ..) and she just said Okey and started to talk about her cats scratching on her ... That's the only time I had to admitt to myself what I was doing, but then after I just ignored it once again.Quote:
bite myself
But time changes I guess, things have been much better as you maybe know around here by now ... However I'm still kinda scared I might start hurt myself again for something (when I moved from home, I did not take the glass with me, but actually threw it away so I see that as a first step ..). Even if it was such a long time ago now, I know I probably can do it again, since I one time before suddenly did it after such a long time ... everything can be possible. At the moment I think No way it would happen again, and I can imagine myself sit there and really feel the pain ... It just cant happen again, can it? Once I tried to take that piece of glass and put it against my left arm, and I actually tried to just hurt myself to feel how it felt, but I couldn't go longer than so, 'cause just feel the little touch from the glass was painful enough that I dropped it again. And I can be glad about that maybe, but even if I feel the pain by just think about it now, it can probably change if I'm going all depressed again ... I really hope not, but sometimes I'm constantly scared it will turn out like that ... xX
... Also, I'm not sure what I'm trying to say with all this, really, and sorry for maybe going too detailed about it or off-topic, but now when I think about it, I honestly don't think I've been telling some of you (or anyone around me at all) about this. Not that it would matter maybe but ... I don't know, it gives you a whole new side probably and ... Oo Well that's me too, and maybe you have something to say about it, if you felt the same, I don't know ... Please tell me then, or what to do to not make the cutting part happen again. If there's something to do *doubt it*
Oh well, I might delete this later else ... just trying to maybe admitt it all for myself even more, as a second step. *gets like depressed again to just think about it all* Stupid things and brain ... :mad: :growl: