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autismtwin — Sat, 19 May 2012 00:01:30 +0000

In reply to T-I-R-E-D

exactly! to me, the word normal means nothing. My autistic brother's normal is to scream. my normal is to cut and restrict food. everyone's "normal" varies

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I hope you find a way to get

Cheoy Lee (not verified) — Fri, 18 May 2012 16:26:37 +0000

In reply to Leave a comment for a name plz?

I hope you find a way to get through your pain, and I hope writing it out is helping meanwhile.

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Uhm, I just wanted to say

Anna Banana (not verified) — Fri, 18 May 2012 02:31:59 +0000

In reply to Honey don't cut. god put you

Uhm, I just wanted to say that even though the cancer thing might have seemed like a good idea, everybody suffers differently.
All of my friends think the things I cut for are stupid, but it hurts me a lot. It may not hurt them the same. A lot of people try to make their problems seems worse, but it's how it affects you, not what it is.
And you can use bracelets for your wrists. Ankles, wear converse high tops. Uhm, just don't do it on your shoulders.
Don't do it at all would be a more logical answer, but easier said than done. I know. I hope everything gets better for you, lovely.

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T-I-R-E-D

Tyke1980 — Fri, 18 May 2012 01:30:19 +0000

In reply to T-I-R-E-D of it all

I loved the part where you said, "what is normal anyways".... I ask myself that all the time! Who tells us what is normal when there is no way to "measure" normal. Maybe you and I are normal and everyone else is crazy and has "issues". Who know what normal is? I hate the word because you can't define something you can't even see. It's indescribable. I use the word when I say "I wish I was normal"....

BUT, WHAT IS NORMAL!!!

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I cut a lot

Jes (not verified) — Thu, 17 May 2012 20:47:06 +0000

In reply to How to hide Your cuts?

When I cut I never/rarely ever do less then 20. I've reached 107 cuts on my left arm and I'm out of room. My mom saw them and now she knows. Where do I cut now? I use a long knife used to cut big food... I don't know what it's called... Help?

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I was looking for quick

Anonymousaon12 (not verified) — Thu, 17 May 2012 08:16:35 +0000

In reply to How to Stop Hurting Yourself

I was looking for quick advice on how to deal with the immediate urge to hurt myself. I just got home from the hospital. When I landed on this page I gashed my head open while in the process of breaking $400 worth of equipment. Needless to say it didn't help.

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please help me

SV13 (not verified) — Wed, 16 May 2012 18:10:46 +0000

In reply to Famous Self-Injurers

Hi, i have been reading alot of your comments and wondered if any of you could email me so we could talk

i am 13 years old and started cutting this year i would love someone to talk to maybe a girl of around the same age ???

i really need someone who understands that i like cutting and dont really want to stop but i know everytime i do it, i regret it after, i have told one of my friends but she doesnt really seem to care so i have never bothered telling anyone else even though i desperatly want to tell my best friend, i just dont think she'd understand, sometimes though i just want to keep it to myself because everytime someone says it was "an emotional release" for them i want to do it more, in the hope that it will work for me too because these past 3 years have been really hard to deal with and i would love any way to get out. i used to see a theropist but never told her that i self harm, my mum or sister dont know either and i dont plan on telling them. at the moment i just deeply scratch the side of my wrists with sharp scissors in the bathroom, and my mum doesent know cause shes ussually occupied with her boyfriend. i have some scars along the sides of my wrists but i normally cover them with bracelets of long sleeved tops. So if you have some time just to talk and stuff then please email me at

serenavyashotmail [dot] com

thanks!! serenaa xxx

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I'm 14 and I started cutting two months ago.

xXLovExXxPaiNXx (not verified) — Wed, 16 May 2012 05:17:25 +0000

In reply to Famous Self-Injurers

I'm 14 and I started cutting two months ago. It's not an everyday thing, just when I'm falling over the edge. when the pain is to violent, before turning into a monster. I used to avoid cutting. I burned myself with a lighter. I didn't want people to think I was trying to be just like my sister, but now I just don't give a shit. If i don't hurt myself I will hurt someone else. The last time I did it I slapped my best friend across the face. I'm fourteen I don't eat and I walk my feet bloody to try and lose weight. People at school call me a bitch, stupid, fat, ugly, and worthless. I never do anything right. When I cut I carve words or intricate marks that all have a meaning or a story. The other day I carved Bleeding Imperfections into my waist because my ex said that I was cutting for him and that it hurt him to see my blood. It was true that one was for him, but I yelled at him. I told him that he knew nothing about me and that he had no right to tell me why I do what I do or who I do it for. I chase love away, I don't want the heartbreak. It would just be a few more scars on my wrists. So I carved NoLove on my chest, deep, so I would remember it. When I turn fifteen I will have it tattooed there so everyone knows.

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I have some of the same

ForeverAloneBiznitch (not verified) — Wed, 16 May 2012 02:37:38 +0000

In reply to My Story

I have some of the same issues, except I've been to 3 psychiatrists about it... They couldn't help me, but my school guidance counselor told me to just hang on and look for the good in the world. Parents alone aren't enough to stop you. Just keep that in mind :)

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My Story

Victoria (not verified) — Tue, 15 May 2012 22:05:07 +0000

In reply to Famous Self-Injurers

I'm not sure how I should start this, so..

I'm fourteen and have been cutting for 3 years.
My mom and stepdad have been married since I was six, and I have found out only recently that my mom met him on the internet.
He has hit me multiple times, though not often, each time left a visible injury.

My parents don't listen to me when I want to open up to them, and won't leave me alone when I need privacy.

I guess you could say that I hang out with the bad kids, though I want away from the majority of them.
Almost every time I speak, I have to repeat myself more than once, as a result of being overlooked.

Though I'm in a crowded room, screaming at the top of my lungs, as loudly as possible.. No one seems to hear me. No one seems to care.

I hate myself.
Reflection. Weight. Voice. Personality. Appearance.
Everything about me.

My parents, Mom in particular, expect so much out of me. I can't mess up. I have to be perfect. My oldest brother was a dropout and has two possible daughters. My second oldest brother makes mistakes and wants to be a mechanic. I have to be a vet and make alot of money. I have to have perfect grades, God forbid a B on my report card, let alone a C. I can't go to school in New York and major in something to do with art. I can't do what I've always dreamed of. I have to be perfect.

BULLSHIT.

I have one friend in particular who feels exactly what I feel. Who sees things the way I do, and whose parents see the same way mine do.

I may sound like a whiny little girl who just wants to get her way, but that's not the big picture. I have too much stress for an average 14 year old, don't I? Or am I just being selfish for wanting to be a kid at least once or twice a week?

Cutting helps me release all this shit that's building up inside of me. It's my visible sign of relief, if only momentary.

I talk to my best friend about what I do, though most of my friends know, she's the only one that cares. The only one who has sat next to me and cried the same tears I have, so many times. I've talked to my youth pastor and prayed for forgiveness. I've tried stopping. But recently, I've been drawn to the blades. I get weak, but not as weak as I've been before. The words "No" and "Stop" and "Don't" and "I can't" all escaping from my lips as I drag the razor across my skin. My wrist, my stomach, my legs.. I don't want to do it anymore yet at the same time I do.. I'd like to keep cutting, but I can't stand to watch myself bleed. (Mr.Owl Ate My Metal Worm by D.R.U.G.S.)

Do any of you have some advice for me? If you do please email me at vcvickers928gmail [dot] com
Please??

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