Cutting.

Well...it was a problem. but then i bought piercing supplies. the thick wormlike scars are the only thing i actually like from those days. It is a pretty common thing among women ive found. self hatred and anxiety are suppose to be the 2 main reasons most do it..but im no expert so.

I use to, my chest was all cut up. Dident do it for any peticular reason, maby its cause i wanted to prove to someone...dont know who but someone that i could take the pain, i went kinda deep sometimes. Cutting in general is a bad thing, i would sugest agenst it for anyone who is still doing it.

Yet, when I read about others doing it, it hurts me. I want to yell at you all and tell you that your beautiful and to not do that to yourself...I don't know.

That's it, for me. I've never done it, but dealing with (luckily, just a few) others who do or have done it confounds, upsets, and saddens me. And I have absolutely no idea what to do for them. It makes me feel stupid, and helpless; I can't imagine what it's like on the other side. I just... don't understand.

Everything always works out.

I sure as fuck hope so. For everyone's sake.

[Edited on Aug 21, 2002 by ChaosMonkey]

Maybe I am a gorilla artist... punk You seem a little contradicting though. Animals can have insights caused be us superior animals. If some other human didn't teach you every thing you know, would you know anything? Or, did your parents tell you a couple minutes after you were born that you had to start finding a job?

i have battled with the issue for about 10 years now. hte episodes are more few and far between these days, but... i know one day it will happen again. i enjoy it really, it's a release.. and i like my scars... they hold meaning....

Most of my friends have been into cutting, male and female. I don't know if there's a single reason that extends across all of them to explain it. Some was attention-seeking, some was self-control, some liked the endorphine rush.

When I was in preschool-- age 3 or 4-- I used to cut myself with found pieces of broken glass in an attempt to kill myself; odd that I understood the concept but not the execution, and odd that I could feel tired of life when I'd never really lived one. I don't think any adult ever knew what I was doing-- my cuts were easily explained as trips, falls, whatever. Maybe it's a good thing I went through all of that early on-- despite massive, life-sucking depressions as a teen and adult, I never returned to cutting or any other visibly destructive behavior... maybe I had it all out of my system.

yeah I haven't in 8 months though. I'm thankful for finally having a break from having to hide cuts. especially with the summer time currently.

Never really cut I just tend to walk for miles until my body is shaking from effort or until I cry.
Keeps me in shape and stops the scars

I cut. I personally think that once you are a cutter, you're forever a cutter. Its so easy to fall back into old habits, even if you haven't done it in a very long time. I have scars all up my left arm, side and leg. I have been to several doctors and been on several medications, but it doesn't stop my urge for self injury. I haven't done it in a few months, but like I said, its easy to fall back into something like that.

I used to hit myself for a while. Not even to get attention. I was profoundly angry at the world and at myself for what I saw as my personal uselessness, angry that I had talents that couldn't get me jobs, angry at the work world for so despising me. I would slap myself in the face first thing when I woke up in the morning to make clear to myself just what the world's feelings toward me were, and how dare I think that i deserved anything else. I don't know if it's exactly the same thing as what cutters are feeling/doing but i guess it's comparably fucked up. I would hit myself to punish myself, to give myself the pain i felt that I deserved to experiece to make up for not dealing with other things that I felt I could not deal with.

I knew a chick who used to cut for sexual pleasure. She'd say it'd get to the point when she was having sex that nothing was going to quite get her over the mark except a quick slip of a razor or something.
One of her boyfriends once told me at a party we were at that it made him uncomfortable, but he was willing to put up with it because she was "way hotter than the chicks he usually scores" (noble, I know.) The funny thing was, the cutting her way to orgasm must've stopped working too, because she moved on to full blown sadism, and apparently one night during drunken sex cut the living shit out of him with a wine glass. He sheepishly confessed to a few of us months later, "My girlfriend cuts me when no one's around."

I pissed myself.

I use to cut.... nought bad a first just small 1 inch scars on the backof me wrists, but over a couple a years they got deeper an more violent.... I didnt rly do it out of self hate or depression i just felt like getting blood..........

Then i started inking the cuts with indian ink so that now i got scars which are like a faded grey on me wrists...

But last year i got rly depressed coming to the end of my second year in college, an i cut my stomach an chest in was in a pattern but still more brutal than what i used to do.. i got a few faint scars from that.... Im lucky i got think skin so most are just pale lines, but they still there a as reminder.........

An now i havent cut for over year an dont feel like doing it either....