Last night I was reading this story on my computer, and it was about this girl who cuts. I haven't cut for a while now, but reading that just made me want to pick up my razor and slide it across my wrist...you know? So after I was done reading I went straight to my room, and I had forgotten that my mom took my razor blade, so I went to what I first started off with when I started cutting, an actual razor, like what you shave with. It hurt but yet felt so good. The blood just kept coming but I wanted it to stop! Now I have two more cuts on my arm that weren't there before. I don't want anyone to see them, because my family would be so disappointed in me that I'm cutting again...ugh, I wish I didn't have to live life this way! It's all too hard for me! Does anyone know how I feel...or how to deal with this?
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