No, I am not looking for attention. I am just really not up to wanting to do anything again. I am back to cutting. I burnt the heart on my finger because I wanted to feel the pain. Yes, I am in love with the pain. I love how it feels. I can’t help it. Sometimes I don’t even have a reason to why I cut myself. All I want is to feel the pain, to see the blade, to see the blood rushing out from the cuts. It’s a small escape from reality, It’s a small High. I love it and I can’t help myself. I want to be hit, I want to be kicked, I want to be bruised, I want to be burnt, I want to be abused, I want to be physically hurt. Just not mentally hurt…. Is it too much to ask for?