Me too, girl, me too. There are a lot of people who know I used to cut last year, because I was going through a lot of stuff. But the thing is, they all think I got better. Now, I'm going through so many insecurity issues that cutting... it makes me feel pretty. Weird, huh? My girlfriend (I'm gay) knows about some of the more recent ones, and I think my best guy friend does too, but the latest have all been a secret. And truthfully, I don't want to let anyone I know personally see. It makes me feel good, but they'll make me feel bad. I dunno. Just letting you know that you're not alone, I guess.

by VictorianPorcelain on 5/22/2011 4:18:23 PM

I have eczema(a disease of the skin that leaves big scabs on your skin and dark rashes) instead of cutting, i pick at the scabs. i feel better when i see the blood and i know its a problem. Im planning on talking to my Best Friend in the world about it because im starting to think about commiting suicide. My great Aunt Louise died this year, i never knew who my grandparents on my dad's side were, my mom is threatening to leave my family over and over again, and my cousin had jumped off a 2 story building for self defence because someone was trying to harm her. She was in the hospital with a broken hip and arm. I seem like the perfect child, but im not. I carry a blue notebook around with poetry in it. mostly depressing poetry. I feel that i can only trust my best friend. i don't necessarily want feedback. i just want to get this out, so i can stop crying myself to sleep. I don't know how this started but i want to finish it. Thank you for reading and for caring. I love you all! : )

by MusicLove on 5/18/2011 10:37:31 PM

wow, this is a really pretty poem

by DanceFreak99 on 5/16/2011 7:32:28 PM