I've been free of cutting for 6 months now. But I still struggle with the urge to cut on a daily basis. The only thing that stopped me from cutting and continues to stop me from cutting is my girlfriend. Who's always been there for me and continues to be there for me. She stopped me from cutting and saved my life.

I had a very rough childhood. I grew up moving place to place without a mother or father. I lived with my gramma who kept me at arms distance. I was never showed love from a mother or father figure. I was brought up thinking that I had no one to ever go too. I never had someone I could vent too. I became suicidal and I was diagnosed with a high case of depression. After a long time, I finally realized that God is my father. He will always be there. I will never be alone. He will always listen.

i was bullied all my life i felt alone . people made fun of me because i was adopted that i didnt belong in my family i was nothing but a mistake. i started to cut i hid it from everyone. when i was 14 a girl told me life would be better if i was dead. i believed her and thought life would be better with me gone. at seventeen my life took a hard hit i almost lost my brother. then one day someone came up to me and said you're the most important person in my life and the healing begins.

Today, I am starting over again... The past five years I have overcome and relapsed addictions to Anorexia, Bulimia, excessive exercise, binge eating, and SI. It's so easy to let life slip away as you just "get by". But if you are going to live, why not REALLY live? If you have nothing left, then what's to lose by letting go of all those vices you've clung to... just give real life a chance. I am. Right this second, becuase if I don't tomorrow will never come.

Getting into self harm may seem like the only option at some points, but it never is. And I've learned that now. "just once,just once" you say to yourself, but in reality, those scars are likely to be there for the rest of your life. Its a painful reminder to me every day, and there's nothing I can do about it now. When I struggled with SI , it was because I felt there wasn't much to live for, but it wasn't that there wasn't much to live for, it was that I was blind to all the good in my life.

I am 17 years old and struggle with depression and anxiety I cut often (sometimes cutting words into myself) and feel like life has no hope or meaning I was raped twice by the same person this past summer and am also going through my parents divorce I felt that there was no hope till I spoke to my mom and my family doctor about everything that went on and they are currently getting me the help that I need. I have an appointment with a psychiatrist soon. Tell someone you trust if you are hurting