It really was a blur. I don’t really know how it started, but when I was done, I had neat lines on my leg. It didn’t hurt like I thought it would. The razor had a bite, but it was like a mix of pain and satisfaction. It was almost like the droplets of blood proved a point to me…. I finally did something about all of this pain… It started with little nicks, just to see if I could really handle it… Then it turned into deeper, longer lines. I had no idea what to expect… At least now I do…
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I really hope you know what you start with. It’s going to be an addiction, which is really hard to stop.And I know that. I’m not going to tell you that you have to stop, becausr that wpuldn’t be fair, if I would tell you to stop with something that I do too. Cutting is NEVER the solution, and I know that it helps you to forget the problems, but it’s also another problem, were you have to deal with every single day of your life, the scars will always stay. I really hope that you realize what you do, because I didn’t and I have regret of that and I want to warn everyone to not make the same mistake. Whatever you do, just think about it carefully. I really wish you the best, hun. <3