Razor-Kissed Wrists Comments

Me, I was cutting for three years, never imagined being clean. Never thought I could be truly happy again. Two years ago, on October 8th,2008, was one of the worst days imaginable to me. My parents caught me, not in the act, but with the results. They broke down in tears and threatened to throw me into a halfway house. I begged them not to because if I did go, I'd have to take that entire year over again. Since that day, I've been clean. Everyone relapses, and I can't honestly say I never relapsed. I have, a few times, but I don't see that happening again, because I've gotten stronger. All you need to do hun, is talk to someone, don't keep it in, distract yourself in the most bizarre, non-distructive ways. Because if you don't stop, you'll never get better. Message me if you want to talk, I'm always here.

Cutting is a sad state of affairs