Hello Everyone. My name is Laura. I'm 31. (Statistically too old to be a cutter.) I am a cutter. And I have OCD. As well as an anxiety disorder. I cut when I was a teenager; stopped when I was 18. But this last year and a half I've cut three times. Only my thighs, and not deep enough for stitches. I long to cut myself deeper, but I'm afraid of developing a staph infection, of worse, MRSA. (My mom contracted MRSA while gardening.) Today has been a hard day, and I'd love to slice open my thighs, but I know my husband would would be angry and desperate and confused. I hate to admit that one of the worst parts of being a cutter is knowing that I'm too old to behave this way. I'd like to find a suitable outlet for my frustration, my anger, my helplessnes, but I don't know of one...
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