I never meant to be back here, never meant to start cutting again, but I did. It’s surprising the temptation a small pocket knife can bring in the right mood. It’s amazingly sharp too. The little droplets of blood just bead up like dewdrops with a small scratch. I’m too much of a coward to try anything deeper. It does feel calming. I’m not even going to think about how to explain them to anyone just yet. With any luck, the weather will stay cold and I won’t have to.
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I understand what you are going through. I have cut on and off for a few years now. I just stopped cutting two weeks ago and I miss it so much. My mom found out and slowly my friends have noticed. They don’t understand and I can feel them judging me. I hope you get to tell people before they find out. I wish you the best of luck with everything 🙂
Don’t cut.
Just throw the knife away.
Don’t tempt yourself.
That will never end well.