Hey y'all. I've been skulking this forum for a little while, but it appears that I've had a couple of glasses to drink, hence me posting here at all. I have cut only a couple times, very small, about a week ago, but lately I've been picking at scabs, biting, etc. in ways that are making me afraid of what I might do to myself. I don't especially feel like going into it, but I'll suffice to say that I am feeling a lot of stress at the moment and don't know how to deal with it. My girlfriend cuts, but I promised her that I wouldn't hurt myself anymore a couple of months ago. I held to it, too. Things just feel like they're spirialing out of control now, and when I'm a little bit disinhibited I follow up on my need to see myself bleed. I feel like I'm trapped in a hurricane where the wind is made of cement. I just don't know what to do. I am being really stupid for posting to this group at all. I have far less of a problem than basically anyone here. This is probably an attention-seeking cry for help. I just don't know. I worry that one day I might pick up a knife and really have at myself. I feel really disoriented and sad and angry and confused. I just do not know. Hugs and support to everyone out there.
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