Okay i'll tell you my WHY. i slit my right wrist becasue i got really depressed. I was not thinking about it and just did it.. So yea.. sorry if that makes me bad but it seemed like the only way out.. i thought bye doing this it would end my suffering and pain.. There was alot bothering me and now i regret it because of my scar.. So anwyays yea. i had my reasons why i cut myself..
no even though theres been times in my life where i've thought what's the point, i would never self harm because i don't see the point, it doesn't help the situtation and the only thing you gain by it is relief of pain mentally, but to be honest i never really get depressed anyway if i get down i put feel good music on or think yeh things could always be worse but then again i'm a generally happy person don't liek to be upset, and then just get on with it and that's been working fine for me
Nicole = Happiest she's been in a long time:lovey:
Mainly to get my anger out on myself... and not on other people.
I've sometimes done it for the rush aswell.
I started harming myself when I was about 6 (bad I know) I used to pinch/scram/bite myself whenever I got angry/upset.
Then when I was about 12 I stopped, then when I went to high school and started getting bullied like fuck, I started cutting myself with razors and started bleeding more whilst I cut myself.
I think I have got a bit of a problem.
The last time I cut myself was last week because I got really depressed, but it was the first time in about 5 months... so I've gotten a bit better.
I cut myself a few times because I am treated like garbage at my house and my parents were fighting a lot. I also liked the pain and I liked knowing they can't control what I do to my body.
But my boyfriend got me to stop...it has been months since I last cut and it was a hard few months.
There is only one happiness in life,
to love and be loved.
i slit open my legs a year after my grandad died and things at home were shit and school was really bad, it was the only time i've ever done it and when i went downstairs my mum had told my dad and just the look on his face made me promise myself that i'd never do it again and that was 6 years ago, i haven't done it since then.
I've done it. A few times. But never my wrists. I did it to the sides of my stomach and shit. I have a few nasty scars, which remind me everyday how stupid I was to do it.
But when I did do it, it wasn't "me" who was in control. I wasn't in the headspace to make informed decisions, and I passed out a lot, waking up on the other side of a room with a knife and blood all over the place.
It was extremely scary, and it took me weeks and weeks to see somebody about it. I thought I would pass out and never wake up, but at that point I wouldn't have cared anyway.
Self harm is hard to explain for me, considering I don't believe it was me harming myself. But for those who have never been there, you won't understand it.
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