I use to cut all the time. Constantly one after another. At least Three Deep cuts within a couple minutes... My wrist is so scarred it will never look normal.
Horizontal, which i started off with. Not too Deep, but just enough.

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I am pretty much an expert in cutting. Each cut, where, what time, how much blood, and a picture of how i cut is in my journal. More then two hundred. I have the number down somewhere...
I always tried to keep the whole cutting thing quiet. Not alot knew.
People always wonder why some cut. And what it does to help. And why they do it over and over and over.

Well your body releases chemicals to dull the pain. It gives a natural high that is very hard to replicate. That's why it is so addicting.

I stopped about six months ago. With the help of a guy who use to be one of my best friends. I haven't had the urge sense. But lately. It has been on my mind... And since i am a professional at it i know exactly how to get a razorblade in my house without a second thought.

I would be lying if i said i didn't cut within the last week. They are small on my thigh... And im beginning to worry about myself.

I thought about suicide before cutting..... And that's pretty bad for me.

No one knows i have cut lately....

I am trying to open up to my friends. But i can't. They all want me to go get help. I know i need it. But I Don't Want it.