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Have you ever felt alone even when people are there by you

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Cut cut cut ✂️ 🔪 it all out .. but if I did that.. what's left?! Hmmm.?

“Just cut out my pain!”

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I'm not... I feel how you feel...

I can’t picture myself with out cuts/scars, I think that’s my brains way of telling me I’m not gonna make it

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wow this hit me

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Is it bad that when I looked at them the only thing I didn't feel was disgust or how ugly it made me look.. those scars are a part of my life a part of my pain a part of what I've been through mentally physically and emotionally. Yes maybe a reminder but a reminder that I AM STILL IN CONTROL OF MY BODY MIND AND SOUL.

Cutting

The feeling of a razor blade takes away the pain of my thoughts and memories and turns them into physical pain, pain that I can control. I felt in control when I cut myself. I looked to the scares on my arms and my nose scrunched up in disgust. The only con I could think of was how ugly it made me. But the pros overweight the cons in my opinion. But that’s my opinion not yours. The only time I felt in control in my life is cutting. I know it’s bad but it is true. When did I get lost? When did I give up? When did I finally break?

-Colethedino

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She blinks back all her tears and reminds herself that she can just cut herself later.

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