I've dealt with this problem almost half my life.
it never gets easy, and when i've tried to share it with others, they always call me crazy.....i've never actually gotten the support i want or need.
i've never done it for the attention. that's the last thing i want.
but it actually is surprising...i've gone to work with several cuts, just a small bracelet to kinda cover them......and no one ever notices....and if they do, they say nothing.
i don't know if that's sad or the best thing that could happen to me.
my mother knows and she doesn't see
my boyfriend knows and he pretends he doesn't
my friends.....nobody gives a $#%^.

it's really sad
and it's the loneliest i've ever felt in my life.
and it bring so many questions to my mind, so many thoughts that should be there.
and whenever i think about it, i feel like sinking again, in that spiral of shame, pain and deception of myself.
it never ends, i don't think it ever will.

i am not proud of being a cutter....but whether i like it or not, i has shaped me to what i am today.
i have a job, and i'm good at what i do. i know that if i want to move forward i will.