Tips? Okay, in a moment. First let me tell you a little about this.
The first time you cut? It won’t be that deep. But it will get worse.
You’ll find yourself panicking as someone points out the cuts that you forgot to hide for the first time, and fumble around in your mind trying to come up with a believable excuse.It’ll gradually get deeper. The scratches turn into huge gashes that take weeks at a time to heal. The kind that leave huge thick white scars that never quite fade.
The depression you’re feeling will slowly get worse and worse as you begin to hate yourself for the pain you’re inflicting on yourself. And the more you hate yourself, the more you cut, which makes you hate yourself more. And soon you’re spiraling down deeper and deeper.
Do you like wearing vest tops and shorts? Well forget that, because you’re going to have to hide behind jumpers and jeans in the summer desperately trying to hide your cuts and scars.
Do you like swimming? Because you wont be able to any more because you wont be able to hide your scars when wearing a swimsuit.
Ever had heat stroke? Well be prepared, because wearing long sleeves and jeans in 40c weather will come back to bite you.
Do you like having money to spend on nice things? Well you won’t be able to. Say hello to spending all of your money on band aids, anti-septic wipes, bio oil and razor blades.
Do you like being open to people? Because you won’t be able to. This disease will close you up and make you hide behind a fake smile and pull down your sleeves over the cuts on your arms. You won’t be able to express your emotions. Or let people know how you feel. You’ll keep everything you feel a secret out of fear that you’ll accidentally mention cutting and hell will break loose.
Do you like hugging your friends? Because that will change. Hugging hurts too much because of the cuts littering your body. And you’ll be scared to let anyone hug you in case they feel the bandages, scars and cuts through the fabric of your clothes
And then there’s the first time you cut too deep. When you sit on your bedroom floor with a pile of tissues almost having a panic attack as you desperately try to stop the heavy bleeding. You know you need to get it checked out - but no one knows and so you just sit there and pray to God that you’ll get through it.
say goodbye to ever looking at a razor differently. urges will never stop, just subside. it’s a illness that infests
still want to cut? well here’s some ‘tips’
Okay here we go:
- grab the scissors, pins, razor blades etc
- throw them in the nearest bin
- phone up someone you trust
- tell them how you’re feeling and what’s bothering you.
it will never be worth it.
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