Today I cut for the first time in almost one week. I thought I could do it. I thought I could be strong! I always think I’m gonna wind up able to be ok but I’m never really ok. I was mildly happy today and that’s a shock because i haven’t been even close to happy in god knows how long! I spent the day boating and drinking with friends but when I got home around 8:00 pm my depression got the best of me and I found myself with a blade in my hand cutting my thighs without remorse. I thought this would be the end but I am trying to hold on as long as I can. My meds are failing so I’m seeing my psychiatrist tomorrow and I hope she will help with the medication issue.
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Not telling you what to do or anything but my advice would be to go to the hospital because bleeding out slowly is not a fun way to go
Hey. I’ve helped loads of people with this, and have personal experience with the struggle- fortunately, I am past it now. I am 100% here to talk about anything. Hope you take me up on the offer. I knoooooooooow it’s hard.