Do you cut? Why? If you are comfortable with sharing, I want to knoow your story. I was a cutter, i still am. Dont be afraid I wont judge you.


my ex.- My name is Sadie. Im 15 years old. I come from an adoptive family of 8, a mom,a dad, thre brothers and two sisters. I don't cut deep. Its only for me to feel the pain. I have been to the hospital 3 times for it. Why I cut? My bio. father would rape me. My full story is too graphic to explain.It has left me with bipolar depression. It gives me nightmares.But now hes getting out of jail, and I am fighting for my right to keep him there. When i go to court, he gives me those gross looks like her did before he would rape me. I am on the road to recovery and I am here to help with everyones issues. Consider me your Dr. Phil.

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Hi. I'm Sadie. And who the hell are you?(:

no responces? My luck sucks in the forums

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Hi. I'm Sadie. And who the hell are you?(:

Hey Sadie.

I just wanted to tell you that I have a level of respect for you. I think it's tough to come out and tell your story, because you do have quite a profound one to tell. I have had friends who went through what you went through and they haven't come to terms with that pain that they harbor. I truly commend you for being on the road to recovery, as you say.

Continue to be on that path. I hope that you are well now. If you'd like to talk, just send me a message. I'm only a click away.

Best wishes.

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I cut. I have my reasons for it. I do it because the pain distracts me from life and while im cutting i pretend nothing exists but me and the pain. The cuts make me feel alive like i am there and not invisiblle it gives me the feeling i exist. Things have been really rough in my family for a long while but it does not sound as bad as your story which is why i feel pretty stupid for complaining about my life when others have it much worse. But with my parents divorce and my brpther on drugs and my step brother getting in tons of trouble with everything. Its hard. And just the pain of cutting makes it disappear.

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Her heart may be beat but it doesnt mean shes alive I remember so clearly the moment she died.

I first started cutting at the age of 16. The reason why I did it was because everything and everyone rejected me. When I looked into the mirror, all I saw was a freak of nature. I never saw anyone attractive. I was forced to go to school everyday just to be greeted with awful sneers and insuts because I was different. Life was hell for me. I had no outlet for my pain. I couldn't do drugs because I was afraid of getting caught by my parents. I didn't drink because getting alchohol wasn't easy at that age (yet it's funny how easier drugs were to get), and sometimes crying never helped with the pain.

One day I was reading a book on depression, then I came across a chapter where a few young people were "cutting" to relieve themselves of pain. I couldn't understand how INFLICTING pain on yourself could help with RELIEVING pain, but at the time, I was desperate, alone and was in possesion of a razor. Long story short. The first few cuts were peaceful, painful but relieving. Before I knew it, I wasn't only cutting my arm, but I was also cutting my chest and shoulders. I don't do it anymore because to be honest, it doesn't help with the depression as much as it did when I was younger.

Today, I can honestly say that I have over 100 cuts on my body. Most of it on my left arm. Still. . .the emotional pain never went away.

Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906)

We Wear the Mask


WE wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.



Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.



We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!

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I'm so uncertain, it's principle.
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"We wear the mask that grins and lies"

Hi Sadie.

Yes, I cut. Have done for almost a year now.

For me it's a way to release suppressed emotions.

i cut but not as much as i use to.
its just to distract my self frum life.

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saku: did you know that guys that are loser offline are big losers online to.
Bo:just....just shut up and accept my good will.

Sadieeeeeeeee,

I cut myself, rarely. I dont do it to distract myself from anything, I do it to symbolize, and just because I LOVE pain, lol. I have lots of little cuts, but two distinct ones. One is 11-18-08, the date I asked my girlfriend out, and 71, my number and almost alter ego, lol.

hello ,
I used to cut, i haven't for a little over a year.

My parents used to drink and fight, like literally fight with fists and kicking, and breaking bones. Then when my step dad would get drunk, i'd get in the way and he'd bitch at me, and make fun of me.

I'm very sentimental. I don't know why, but when someone picks on me I get very emotional. Most times when my step dad pisses me off or my mom does, i cry.

I was so sad, and i got to the point where I was really depressed. I didn't want to hang out with friends. I would stay home on weekends, I wouldn't do homework. I didn't care about anything and attempted suicide a few times.

after that I decided that i needed to change my life around..

now, with all my stress i started smoking, and at first it would make me relax, but now i'm addicted ...