I’ve heard so many life stories… Some sad, some happy, and some all of the above, but now I want to share mine… So here we go… Hey, my name is Arianna… I’m a 13 year old girl. I guess you could say I’ve been through a lot in life, but not as much as others… Currently I’m in a depression.. I lose and gain my appetite all the time, for no reason at all, I’ll get sad and or angry at myself, and lastly….. I self-harm… It all started 2-3 years ago. I was being bullied by two boys, that I will not name. […]
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self-injury
The Myth: People who intentionally cut, burn, or otherwise injure themselves are either trying to kill themselves or looking for attention.
Many people, particularly teenagers, who suffer from a variety of mental disorders cope with their inner pain by physically harming themselves, most commonly by cutting. Self-injury seems to be becoming more common and well-known these days, but myths about the self-injurer’s intentions have not gone away.
No matter what it looks like, self-injury is not a failed suicide attempt. Some self-injurers harm themselves over and over for years without having a single injury that would threaten their life, which would be an amazing record of failure […]
I’m 18 years old, and I’m done with life. It all started when I was 12. I started self harming. I’m not really sure why I started, but I couldn’t stop. Anytime anything went wrong, I would cut. 6 years later, I’m still cutting. I can’t control the urge, ive tired so hard to stop… but I just can’t. I’m covered in scars. I’ve seen therapists, counsellors, every kind of mental health professional you can think of and they still can’t find out what treatment works for me. They’ve tried it all. I’ve been sexually abused by a man who is still walking free, abandoned […]
I’m a panromantic homosexual, and my girlfriend knows I’ve suffered with self harm. She knows I still do and that it’s hard breaking the habit, and she’s there when I need to talk. Tonight I told her if I had never met her I would have left and that I probably still wouldn’t be alive today. We have a long distance relationship, and I can’t see her all the time, so I feel alone. Tonight though, we were on videochat and I told her about all of it. Her first words were ‘Oh my God’, and then she started crying. She talked to me, and […]
Well this is basically an update of how i’ve been and where i’m at in life. I have turned 15 and my depression is eh more or less better, it isn’t as constant as before and now it’s more of a few days a week or so. My mother has found out i self-harmed and has told my doctor which created a huge shit storm that included me talking to a social worker and seeing a psychologist. Well i saw this psychologist and it was not what i thought it would be. She was very nice and fairly young and i went once a week for […]
Her story
Why wont he just come over. I thought in my head. WHY! WHY! WHY! The blood that keep dripping from my arm wouldn’t stop. In the back ground the song Easy by Rascal Flatts was on. I looked at the clock and seen it was 10 o’clock. I dropped to the groundn and started pulling on my hair, screaming and balling my eyes out. I am curled up into a ball not being able to move..
“I hate you!â€
“ I know I’m sorry.â€
“You don’t know mom! You are putting me in her just like a animal!â€
“I’m trying to help you!â€
Then the door slammed open. […]
Its been a long time. Â I thought i was getting better, but i was dead wrong. Problems i thought had disappeared had only gone into remission. Major Depressive Disorder, Self Injury, Eating Disorders, all the problems i have, all hitting me at once again. Fuck.
honest to god, i hate my family. for several reasons. i guess the main one is that they’re all really condescending and do pretty much whatever they can to make my life hell. im not exaggerating, my father got on my case this morning for deciding to eat breakfast. my sisters are just as bad, as they seem to have a bit of an inability to keep off my fuckin’ case. my mom is a bit better, but she’s always asking the wrong questions when i get depressed and reminding me of my self-injury when all i want to do is forget about it.
now school is going to be getting […]
Just no. I dont even know what to say now. My girlfriend left me. My parents didn’t get me anything fir my bday. No one called. Not one person. So just as I’m about to kill myself, my mom calls me. She bitches at me for 15 mins about failing a class this quarter. I pull the trigger, nothing happens. My dad demilled the gun. There’s no firing pin. So now I’m left sitting here with my wrist gushing blood from my self injury. I don’t even want to try anymore. I want to cut my neck open and die.
Well, you could say that I made it through my suicidal thoughts. But that is a story I am not comfortable sharing quite yet as I am still collecting my thoughts. But at any rate, when I do share, it should be an interesting read.
I am posting here today to ask for advice on cutting myself. I am aware that I am not allowed to discuss methods here but I don’t feel that this is necessarily a method.
I have managed to bottle my emotions for many years, but ever since I first felt suicidal, I have had a desire to feel the pain and suffering […]
My boyfriend suffers from suicidal thoughts, my two closest friends cut themselves. I don’t know what to do because I feel like I am holding up their worries, thoughts, and feelings while trying to hold myself together, I’m going to reach a breaking point soon; and I need help.
When I went to my professor after class today, I was going to ask for advice. Out of the five classes I’m taking this semester, I’m only passing one. I knew I made some mistakes or I wouldn’t have been asking for help. Well, instead of getting advice, I got lectured. It wasn’t a nasty lecture, but it was one of those that comes from a really sweet teacher, but has a stern voice, so you know she’s upset with you. And it was along the lines of being told that I’m blaming my son and everyone else for my problems. And to add insult […]
I’m not entirely sure what I’m thinking by posting this. I’ve kept to myself for all this time, no one is going to read this, and no one on here cares anymore than anyone around here. I mean, people say the words, but they don’t really mean them. You can hear, “I DO care about you!” but as soon as they say that, they’re off doing something else. But I guess if I’ve come this far, if I typed the words on the search engine that led me to this website, if this really is some low blow at getting suicidal people reported, whatever the reason […]