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Hey there! Well, this is a private account & I will not tell you my name. I made this to share my experiences & to help people. I am a "cutter." You can judge me all you want but you don't know a thing about me. If your going to leave hate comments, leave. If you are depressed or wanna ask any questions feel free to comment! I love you all. Stay beautiful & keep smiling. &just know that you are not alone.
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September 30th,
This day changed my life, my family...forever. My siser & I were fighting and she told me to go kill myself. Yes, I do cut and to hear that, made me want the razor even more. I was getting ready to go to my friends house, so I was straightening my hair. I was bawling my eyes out, so as a result of being a "cutter" I lifted up my shirt and pressed the straightener onto my skin. It hurt but I liked it. My dad came home from work and I started yelling at him. This turned into an arguement & I accidentally blurted out..."that's why I burned myself!" huge mistake. He flipped out and said he was bringing me to the police. While on the phone with my mum, she told him to bring me to the local hospital.
I was there for hours. I had to talk to at least 5 different people about my "situation." There were crazy kids in there and I actually talked to a boy. He told me that he had been there for almost a week, missed school and everything. This boy had told me that I didn't want to be there. This will forever be stuck in my head. After waiting there for hours, I was put into an ambulence and was driven to a mental hospital.
I felt so bad. I ruined my family..my life. If there was a gun to my head, I would gladly pull the trigger. They put me into a room on a bed. I felt like I was in jail. They released me at 3 in the morning. I was so tired and just wanted to be dead. As I was talking to a therapist, her & her asstiant had to leave because a patient was going out of control. I felt scared, cold, alone. I thought that there was no point in living. I had basketball tryouts that day. If only I went to basketball then none of this would've happened.
Don't turn out like me. Don't cut. Self harm is very serious, it's not a joke. You don't have to read this but if you did; thank you so much, I love you. & If anyone ever needs to talk to me then I'm here.
This day changed my life, my family...forever. My siser & I were fighting and she told me to go kill myself. Yes, I do cut and to hear that, made me want the razor even more. I was getting ready to go to my friends house, so I was straightening my hair. I was bawling my eyes out, so as a result of being a "cutter" I lifted up my shirt and pressed the straightener onto my skin. It hurt but I liked it. My dad came home from work and I started yelling at him. This turned into an arguement & I accidentally blurted out..."that's why I burned myself!" huge mistake. He flipped out and said he was bringing me to the police. While on the phone with my mum, she told him to bring me to the local hospital.
I was there for hours. I had to talk to at least 5 different people about my "situation." There were crazy kids in there and I actually talked to a boy. He told me that he had been there for almost a week, missed school and everything. This boy had told me that I didn't want to be there. This will forever be stuck in my head. After waiting there for hours, I was put into an ambulence and was driven to a mental hospital.
I felt so bad. I ruined my family..my life. If there was a gun to my head, I would gladly pull the trigger. They put me into a room on a bed. I felt like I was in jail. They released me at 3 in the morning. I was so tired and just wanted to be dead. As I was talking to a therapist, her & her asstiant had to leave because a patient was going out of control. I felt scared, cold, alone. I thought that there was no point in living. I had basketball tryouts that day. If only I went to basketball then none of this would've happened.
Don't turn out like me. Don't cut. Self harm is very serious, it's not a joke. You don't have to read this but if you did; thank you so much, I love you. & If anyone ever needs to talk to me then I'm here.
