Paint it Red

It has been exactly 4 months since the last time I encountered you and let you persuade me into ruining my forearms. This is the longest i have gone without seeing you in 5 years. I can feel the blood under my skin flowing throughout my body. I want to empty it so bad but… Continue reading Paint it Red

A Slippery Slope

Photo by George Becker on The next few days after a self mutilation episode are the hardest. All the guilt sets in and you are left to deal with the repercussions. From my personal experience about one hundred times, that guilt can either fester into shame and spiral you down the depression slide or… Continue reading A Slippery Slope

With a Slash of the Wrist

I didn't cut today, despite the urges. No, instead I forced myself to think differently.The feeling of wanting to self mutilate can be compared to that of having an itch but not being able to scratch it. That sounds cliche' but most of the people who will be reading this haven't dabbled into taking a… Continue reading With a Slash of the Wrist