i was doing good. I had gone a week without a single relapse. But then, like something wanted me to do it, I found my razor on the floor, just sitting there. It wasnt there before. But there it was. All the pain and suffering I feel, all the hate and frustration I have, it all hit me at once. And there was my ticket to euphoria… Relapse number four since I left the mental hospital… Proof that I’m too far gone to save anymore.
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How do you go even a week without ‘thinking’ something? I cant. R u here now?
Yea unfortunately
I’m sorry about your stumble. You are NEVER too far gone to save. Don’t give up! There are a few things that I’ve been trying to fix. Some have been difficult and without success… and I get the same advice: Keep trying. Sometimes changing things takes time and many tries.
I’m pretty much done trying. If a mental hospital can’t help me, idk what will.
Don’t be done trying… Doctors, hospitals, and others can help you… but if you give up, you’ve lost your #1 fan and it makes it harder. A week is longer than you think… Build on that. Life has setbacks. They happen. Experience them… and keep moving forward.
I know the feeling, im a cutter myself i started when i was sixteen at first it was tiny symbols on my legs but then i moved to my arms, the euphoria is amazing. its the rush the draws me in. i stopped for a good couple years but recently relapsed. i know how its hard to just not do it, but you shouldnt just give up not yet. quitting isnt easy it wasnt meant to be.
hospitals are just a way to rehabilitate you to fit in with the “real world” and they dont always help. Only you can decide to stop no one can make that desicion for you. you have to want to stop. in your heart of hearts only you know whats best for you and only you know what method to use to help you in your journey of recovery.
if you ever need someone to talk to you can email me – skylarxgrim@hotmail.com