HI ALL .my name is michelle when i was 11 i became a bleeder/cutter.it was after 3 yrs of sexual abuse,and i no it was because it was the only thing at the time i was in full control about. over the years the cutting has reared it ugly head and i have given in to temptation..now i am 34 and i no longer partisipate but thats not to say it's not there i just dont give in. i hope maybe i will find some friends to keep me going and maybe even help along the way!
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