Yeah, I did it and I am not proud. 9 months cut free, thrown away. I got upset at work, said some very nasty things to my boss and on the 2 hour drive back into the warehouse, I ended up with 4 marks on my right forearm, 3 marks on my left forearm. Two of the three marks were bleeding pretty good, but you know, I did not have a choice, I had to do it to disapline myself for being bad and blowing off at my boos. On the bright side, I still have a job. On the down side I still have the marked up arms. I only used my finger nails, like that makes it better, The cuts ars still pretty deep, I normaly start to dig and when I can feel the pain, I more or less rip. I know a knie or razor blade would be better, but I use what I have. :-( Michael
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