I’ve been hospitalized twice for trying to commit suicide. The times I’ve tried were because of me being sexually abused. The first time I was 10. The second 14. Now I am 17 and have yet again been sexually abused. It seems like I’m cursed. I haven’t reported it because the last two times I did, nothing happened. The case was thrown out both times. I’ve resorted back to cutting. I find it as my comfort. It soothes me. When no one understands I know that my razor does. It’s helped me through some pretty shitty times and I miss it when I try to stop. I’ve even cut so deep that I’ve had to receive emergency treatment but I never learned my lesson. Life is hard, this I know, but even if it were easy would I continue this behavior? Is it apart of who I am?