I am 35 you would think I would have grown out of this cutting shit. but apparently not. I have not done this in years and years and now all of a sudden I slice myself up. I decided that I wanted to do some self modification. I am so hurt so angry so mad…. I had told my husband that I was going to do self modification and do some scarification (a form of “body art”) and I decided to make myself look like a living Sally doll (from nightmare before Christmas) so I sliced lines all over my legs and cross hatching to look like stitches.. I kinda think it loos cool .. but omg I have never seen so much blood.. never cut so much or so deep…..a few might need stitches but the point of scarification is it scarring…. so… yea thats where I am right now.. depressed slightly tipsy and cutting the shit out of myself. I keep getting closer.
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Are you seeking death? What are you seeking? Is it a process you’ve put in motion that won’t stop? Are you on drugs? Are you unhappy in your life and not willing to express it in words, just in cuts.
Something is out of control.
When you say ‘closer,’ closer to what?
closer to wanting to just end everything. no im not on drugs.. I wish I was… or something I guess it was kind of in motion for a long time… my life has crashed down around me this last year… my life is out of control.