justdifferent

I dont mind at all if y'all want to talk to me on aim thats why its there. i think this website is a nice way to well not feel so alone...keep up the good work and keep in touch. we are not alone. it will all be okay in the end...if its not okay well its not the end

i enjoyed reading about your orange juice addiction. it was cute. i do want to quit i know i do i realize that ive got a long desperate road ahead of me. i guess i just need a friend

when i dont cut im thinking about cutting. my jounal is filled with drawings of me and death and horrid things. i had succeded in quiting for a long time haha yeah 2 months real long time right but then it all came back i have a feeling that this is a part of me and that its never going away. if anyone is a retired cutter and they can tell me how they quit please talk to me, anything...help

i think that's a crappy poem. no offense its just so i dont know i dont like it, but im not one to say something sucks with out giving advise on how to make it better. first of all because its so repetitive you should add some more couplets between the repeted phrases. and you can tell that you desperatly wanted it to rhyme ...just let it flow you've got great potential

your family certainly does drop like flies. sorry to be so blunt your life seems like hell something out of the "a child called it" series. listen first of all you need to know that you are not alone there are millions of other teenagers that are going through the same thing you are going through. now if you want to be different then change for the good. dont give into the pain (you need to get out of that house) foster homes are hell too but if you keep your head high things will look up i promise

your poem felt so real to me i am a cutter and everything that you said i felt as if i had done it before you've got a gift don't waste it

when my boyfriend at the time saw my cuts and i quote him "what are you trying to kill yourself" some people dont understand what it's really for. i think you really care about her obviously since you're here asking for help.my best friend tried iceman's solution and it kept me from doing it but it only hurt me more because i thought i was setting the wrong example and then i only felt so hipocritical that i could do it but she couldnt it was horrible. sometimes when i get the urge to cut myself because something bad happens i do what she tells me to and i call her and talk it out..it makes me feel a lot better. let your girlfriend know that you're there for her and you dont want her to hurt herself because she's not only hurting one person it effects everyone that has ever cared for her.

it sucks when you have to have something in your life to function. cigrettes, drugs, alcohol, cutting....all addicting and all can mess up your life but when you keep doing you feel that thats all you need to keep you sane when really it is the only thing breaking you down. i tried quiting everything i've ever done to make me "function" then my body went in a tail spin and i was the most irratable person around ..and then i went back to that one thing.. and i could be myself again. but i didnt want myself to be that person, the person that crys all alone in her room the person that turns down a party to stay home and hide from the world. i hate that person. i guess there's stages to quiting hmm ill try to figure them out lets see 1st stage feeling good about stopping 2nd stage regretting stopping 3rd stage angry moody unhappy person 4th stage starting to feel better about yourself for stopping for so long 5th stage reeeeeeeeeeeellllaaaapsssssse...hmph... and the cycle continues...if anyone can complete the whole quiting process i'd like some answers on how you did it!

imagine...your best friend is banging down your door as you sit in the corner of your living room with your mother crying so hard you'd figure she could supply water for an army your father has a single tear rolling down his cheek as he rubs your swollen bloody arm. that's right you got caught, you're secret has been exposed what now. thoughts of ending it so you wont have to deal with the aftermath, then you think about quiting so you never have to experience this again, and then you imagine yourself grabing the razor blade and running it accross your skin. which one are you going to pick. most would settle for any of them, but the hardest one is the one that needs to be done. quitting, easier said than done. take it from me i think i've quit a good 18 times maybe more. it always comes back. if you're thinking about starting..dont just dont it is the most difficult thing you will ever deal with. cry rip paper punch a pillow. just please i beg of you NEVER start. my therapist tells me all the time all of these solutions and i cant help but think to myself YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THIS IS LIKE ..ripping up paper isnt the same as that smooth but sharp feeling of your skin being split in two. i get the urge all the time to pick up the razor..but tonight i decided to help myself and find someone else that can relate..and maybe we could help each other stop. i supose this website really does work i didnt cut myself tonight but i want to be sure that i'll stop forever and i want to help someone else stop too. if anyone is willing to help me and themselves at the same time please contact me. im only looking for a friend and that is the truth about stopping

if anybody tries to say cutting isnt addicting they're crazy. i am 15 now and i've been cutting since i was 12 with breaks of about one month or so every now and then but then something stupid would happen like i would get in a fight or get bullied..and then it all came back in a rage of blood. the scars are the worst every time i look at my wrists, ankles, and stomach i get that pit in my stomach and i really want to just start bawling. once one person finds out (aside from your parents) the whole school knows..it just gets worse from there. i hate getting online because everyday i get harassed for being a cutter. even though i havent done it in about 3 weeks it still hurts like i did it yesterday. my parents found out and i dont think ive ever felt so hurt for seeing my mother cry like that..it was quite possibly the saddest moment in my life..but i kept doing it because i was addicted. i went to therapy and got on medicine that seemed to help for awhile..but it all came back. this is the worst addiction ive ever had i wish they had a patch for this