I am seventeen. I have been a cutter for five years. Every time I've tried to stop, I've ended up relapsing. I know I need to stop, and even though I know I have people that seem to care about me, I still always feel alone. My best friend is also a cutter, and when she cuts, I feel more depressed and have a stronger urge to cut more. Then I have a boyfriend with a real relationship and I know the cuts hurt him, but it's so hard to stop. I know I should stop for my mom and my dad and my brother and for him, but I don't know if I can. Every time I've tried to stop, I feel like I need to again. It's like my skin calls out to me, begging to be cut. Like the blood wants to be out. My mind is split into two. One side is screaming for me to pick up the razor and cut, to let the blood roll. The other side just whispers that it's a bad idea and the more they try to get through, the louder the screaming is till I have to cut. Can anyone offer some advice?? I'd really appreciate it. Thanks for reading this, I'm sorry its long.
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