some people describe pain as physical when youve just ran a marthon and your legs are hurting but everyone has emotional but some more the ones that are mean cause us cutters to cut even more, no they dont force you to cut your self but the feel of cutting when someone says horrible things to you is when you feel you must cut its them who bring cutters to life not just the person but the words they speak some may be true but most the time its fake they just want to see some other person upset and in pain. it dont matter […]
WHAT THE FUCK ONE DIRECTION FANGIRLS? WHAT THE FUCK?
Cut for Zerrie? Really? Have you gone mad? He is getting married to someone he loves. He is HAPPY.
And it insults me that you DARE call yourselves cutters. You have NOTHING to cry over. Sorry to burst your bubble, but YOU NEVER HAD A CHANCE WITH HIM BEFORE.
I’m insulted to be quite honest. I cut because I actually have problems. YOU don’t. It pisses me off.
Justin Bieber smoked pot, you cut.
Zayn Malik wins the girl, you cut.
Mitch Lucker DIES, I stay sane, and you still call me an emo dyke who’s pathetic.
Fuck you. Just FUCK YOU ALL.
Gone are the days when therapists believe in their patients. In their ability to survive – although often times as they struggle in the deepest darkest places inside themself. They know that we are cutters, have eating disorders, self medicate, and many other things but they forget that we are SURVIVORS. Our coping methods may not be the norm, but our lives aren’t either. It’s what we do to save ourselves.
Gone are the days when therapists remember that we are not ourself when we enter their office. We are wounded and afraid. We are depressed and angry. We have been living with these pains long […]
Hush a bye baby, Now close your eyes
And dream of broken butterflies
That tore their wings upon a thorn
You know the pain that they’ve endured
So soft, so sweet
Cut your wrists and bleed on the sheets
Slashing and thrashing
While black tears flow
Crimson stains now mark your pillow
Smiling cutter no more, no less
As you beg for the kiss of death
Dreaming slicer all tucked in bed
It will be long past morning
Before they realise your dead
Rock a bye baby, and say goodbye
Let’s fly away with the butterflies
Just one more slash
Down comes baby
We carry the scars on our bodies everywhere we go. We carry the scars on our hearts. We carry the fear someone will see them, we carry the shame when people do. We carry pins, knives, razors. We carry bandaids & disinfectant. We carry a little kernel of hope that we will get out of this. We carry hearts so heavy they drag on the ground. We carry our bloodstained clothes. Sometimes we carry hospital bills for stiches. Othertimes we carry them for therapists. We are the burdens on our families, we are the misunderstood. We are the ones who people stay away from when […]
People say that people cut for attention.
Many cutters fight back saying things like “If it’s for attention, why are we hiding? Why are we lying?”
But I think that it’s completely different.
I don’t want anyone to know that I cut. I don’t want people to try to help me.Â
But sometimes I fantasize about someone seeing a glimpse of my wrist. I imagine that they grab my arm and stare, shocked. I want them to ask me why. And I want to tell them.
I don’t want people to know.
But all I want is to scream at the top of my lungs about how much it hurts.
Maybe it […]
It all can be over in a single slice. The pain, the tears, the bull shit, everything. Yet we are all still here. We are all deciding if we should take that final leap to freedom, or stay and fight in our so called hell. Sure, I’ve thought about slicing the main vein. I even put a razor to it, sliced a little, and chickened out (of course this cannot compare to those that actually do the act). All i could think about is if this was what i really wanted. What if i did slice through the artery and realized that, ‘Hey, i want […]
I have been cut free for a year as of last week. I have never known any cutters other than myself, but that maybe because I never told anyone . No why would they expect that the laughing funny guy is just a mask to hide my rotting face behind.Even though its nearly killed me several times I still want to cut. When I cut I pretend I was a surgeon and I was just performing an operation, nothing was solved but nothing mattered.Does this ever go away? Its funny, such a little piece of metal can control me so easily.I cut Â off one eyebrow […]
everyone makes suicide jokes around me
they make fun of cutters
they make fun of the disease that plagues my very existence.
does no one feel sympathy for mental illness in this world? just because its not directly killing me, no one gives a fuck.
People see my scars and smirk and whisper to one another. i wear black one day and instantly, im emo. i give up. i think im going to “trip” infront of a speeding SUV tomorrow.
I don’t know why, I don’t know how.Â All I know is that I can make myself feel better for a while by giving myself 1 or 2 almighty punches in the side of the head.Â I don’t know if giving myself a headache gives me somethingÂ to concentrate on, or whether it just shakesÂ my noggin enough to make it work properly for a while.Â Â If it’s the latter, maybeÂ it’s similarÂ to The Fonz hitting the side of the jukebox at Arnold’s.Â Happy days.
I now understand why cutters do what they do.Â Whilst my preferred method of self-treatment isn’t cutting, I can see how it might work for […]
Go to sleep and close your eyes,
And dream of broken butterflies
That tore their wings against a thorn.
You know the pain that they have endured
Shine so bright
That feels so right.
Dream of that blood trickling down,
And wake up just before you drown.
The moonlight shining off your tears
As you bleed out your worst fears
So tonight when you start to cry
Whisper the cutters lullaby:
Your almost dead you donâ€™t have a pulse
And your pillow is red.
Your family hates you
Your friends let you bleed
Sleep tight with a knife,
Cause its all that you need.
The thing about my sister, is that she is mean. Not only that, but she doesn’t realize that when she tells people these mean, horrible things, that they are affected by it. That what she says to me, makes me feel worse about myself. How many times have I cut myself over things she said or did to me? Too many. How many pills did I try to overdose on, July 1 2010? Over 40. That same year, I overdosed again on August 23. The second Monday in school. That same year, months earlier, I tied together a bunch of knee high socks, and tried […]
Nobody understands why cutting is an addiction. Nobody understands why when I’m angry or sad, my first thought it to bleed, my next is to feed my drug addiction.Â Nobody understands that I’d be able to quit drugs easier than I would be able to quit cutting. I wrote this last night in hopes of trying to eliminate the confusion. I hope this poem is acknowledged.
Have you ever been hurt?
But I donâ€™t mean for real.
I mean the kind that canâ€™t be seen,
the kind only you can feel.
You keep it to yourself
the feelings youâ€™ve come to accept.
But still, every time […]
If you ever decide to cut just remember.. Once you cut you get addicted. Your life will revolve around cutting.. In your life it will be all about cutting.. Will I cut today.? Will anyone become suspicious about the long sleeves today.? You may think you can keep it undercontrol but your wrong. It will become all you can think about. You will crave it during the day.. You will loose you ability to open up to people. You will think to yourself.. “I need to hide my cuts.. I need to hide my scars.. I need to cut again and hideÂ them all […]
I haven’t cut myself in over a year.I think it has made my life worse. I have no way to let all of this pain out, so I lash out on the ones I love. Ones? Who am I trying to fool? I have no friends. The only people I talk to are co-workers, my parents, and my boyfriend. He’s the reason I am still here, but he is also the reason I haven’t cut. He says he’ll leave if I ever do that to myself. Sometimes I feel that if I did cut we wouldn’t have so many problems. I’d take everything out on […]
Any boys/men who cuts themselfes.
I’m one of them, andÂ it is a veryÂ awkwardÂ topicÂ for me to discuss becauseÂ it is mostlyÂ girlsÂ whoÂ do it.
Thnx for your time
Please everyone who thought about suicide read! I love you all, this is coming from The God in me, or my good spirit.
Dear Everyone who feels like committing suicide,
I feel like I have an answer. I can’t guarentee it will work. But you have to try it first ok. Just promise, you’ll try.
Hi everyone,my advice is try to learn God for yourself. In order to know God you first have to know Jesus. Only through Jesus can you be healed. Trust me. It might sound crazy but it’s true.
Trust me, i know. I’m not that religious and allmy life i have been the loner, awkward black girl that no one ever really noticed. almost every guy i ever wanted to love rejected me and […]