Why on earth would I wanna hurt whats hurtin?

Thoughts like that are faded in the distance. I want to live, even if I suffer. There is a reason for everything. One day I will rise up above a crowded rented hall, and say,"My name is HEidi, and I'm a recovering cutter." And the room will stomp their feet and clap their hands. We need this to heal in our bitter lives. I will make it happen, because it is my purpouse in life now. Not to die miserably as I lived, but to love living and being part of life. If I can. Heidi