I stopped cutting myself almost 9 years ago with the exception of an incident when I was on Zoloft but I was pretty much psychotic then anyway. Despite having hundreds of scars covering my arms and legs I don't identify with it anymore and find the idea of doing it rather odd. It's a coping mechanism that worked when I had nothing else and sometimes a reaction to weird thinking and ideas going through my mind but the idea that I would always be a "cutter" even worse. "once a cutter always a cutter" thinking sets you up to fail.

Once I understood why I was doing it and allowed myself healthier options, sometimes even demanding them, I naturally grew out of it, even stopped understanding the desire to do ot? with the exception of the crazy...which I'd say is on a whole other realm of reality than "cutting".