One day at a time

Since I was ten years old I gave myself in to the cutting. I would hurt myself in order to feel my emotions. My emotions were so big I had major depression, that I coudln't release it properly and cutting was my only release. Noone understood me, I felt like crying all the time, school was terrible, kids were horrible to me, and now that I have grown up. I have twenty five years free of cutting. I overdoesed abotu a year ago, but I am doing much better now. I have enough hope for the entire world to recover as I have and I hope others follow what I do to make me happy.