UPDATE! I cut again :-(, on 6th April 2002. First time for a 21 Months. I didn't think I would ever do it again. I only did 6 cuts and when I did I hoped it wouldn't make me feel better and then I would never want to do it again. And I don't honestly know if it did make me feel any better but now I keep looking at my arm and wishing there where more cuts, lots more, and then when I looked at it I would feel reassured. God does that make any sense? I hate my scars yet the thought of them going away scares me.
UPDATE 2!!! Cut again (sigh) April 25th, 11 cuts on my left lower arm, not very deep at all. Trying not to do it again.
The longest I have been without cutting was nearly two years and I thought that I was "cured". Know I don't think that will ever happen. I think its like being an alcoholic in a way. An alcoholic who doesn�t drink is still an alcoholic because they could have that one drink that would tip them over the edge into addiction at any time. Personally I don�t seem my self harm as purely an addiction to me, it's my coping mechanism and despite how irrational it must appear too others, I doubt I would have survived my life so far without it. It's like an old friend and enemy at the same time. Something I am trying to escape, while I am not quite sure I am ready to give it up. So I am trying to find out all I can about this condition, affliction, whatever it is??????
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