I guess a good place to start would be the beginning but I don’t really know where that is. I guess as a kid I always struggled fitting in, I wasn’t the same as everyone else and that was noticeable from a youngish age, I was always bullied in school for being different and was always being physically abused by the other kids. No one ever believed me when I’d tell them what was happening and thought it was all my fault for being so different and started punishing myself for it. At the age of 10 I started cutting and didn’t know that it would become so addictive or the damage I was causing myself. For years i would cut of a night when everyone else was asleep and began to enjoy the pain and get a rush from seeing my blood running down my arms, my mother was always to busy to notice me or the scares. Now at 18 and after having tried to kill myself 3 times and still having no one notice that i had a problem, I’ve finally decided it was time to break the curse of this addiction and get better before it ruins my life anymore than it already has  And to do it with people who understand what it’s like.
I finally wan’t to be happy.
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I really glad you decided it’s not worth it. I still having trouble with the idea of quitting but I know I need to. I want to be happy too. We will get through this.
It was a really hard this to finally accept but it’s like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders but finally making the decision to quit.
If you ever need someone to talk to someone you can always talk to me 🙂