I used to cut, but I've stopped for the most part now. Although sometimes, when I remember the comfort that only a razor can bring me, I crave it again. It's like an addiction. I sometimes even crave it randomly..
when I'm out somewhere or at work or whatever, and I'll just want to cut more than anything..and I have to try and stop myself from finding an excuse to leave.
I rememeber once I was at work, I work at Bluenotes, and I was folding the clothes and cleaning up the store, just going off in my own world as I clean, and I ended up locking myself in the staff bathroom and scratching my arm desperitly with my nails..I must have been in there for maybe 10 minutes before I reliezed what I was doing.
Has anyone else had anything like this happen to them?