I saw this posted somewhere else... and it totally hit home. Thought I would share.

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Cutting....

Before you make the first cut, remember---

you will enjoy this
you will find the blood and pain release addictive.
even though you think you can make a few tiny cuts that aren't deep and will heal easily-
they will get deeper.
they will scar.
they will take sometimes months to heal.
and years for the scars to fade.
if you think you can limit the cutting to one area of your body, think again.
it will spread when you run out of skin.
be prepared to withdraw from others and live in a constant state of shame.
even if you are the most honest person ever to live---
you will find yourself lying to the people you love.
you will be terrified that they will feel something under the cloth of your shirt or because it just plain hurts so much to be touched.
be prepared to get so out of control, you fear your next cut because you don't know how bad it will be.
just wait for 10 cuts to turn into 100.
be prepared for your entire life to revolve around thinking about cutting---
cutting and covering up the cutting.
and just wait til that first time you cut "too deep."
and you freak out because the blood won't stop...
and you are gasping...
and you feel yourself shaking all over.
you are having a panic attack and you are terrified but you can't tell anyone.
so you sit there alone...
praying it will be ok---
swearing you'll never let it go this far again...
but you will, and further.
don't worry, you will learn how to take care of your cuts so that you can go deeper and deeper and avoid the ER.
and the better you get at treating your cuts, the deeper they get.
you will lie to yourself and justify it when you find yourself spending 20, 30, or 50 dollars every time you go to the pharmacy.
you will feel the flutter of your heartbeat every time you go to the counter to ring up your order.
butterfly strips---
3 or 4 different kinds of dressings...
betadine...
antibiotic cream...
medical tape...
scar reducers...
and at the same time, secretly hope someone will notice---
someone who understands---
but of course that never happens.
you will start looking at everyone in a different way.
scanning their bodies for any signs of SI.
just hoping that you might meet someone like you so you don't feel so terribly alone.
you won't even think about it,
as your eyes scan their wrists, arms.
hoping, just hoping they will be like you.
but they are not.
you will see their clean arms and feel terribly ashamed and alone.
you will always have to wash your laundry in private so no one sees the blood stains on your clothes.
wiping the blood off your keyboard.
you won't be able to make it through a day without cutting.
anything will be a cutting tool...
scissors... a car key... a needle... a paperclip... even a pen.
doesn't matter what it is if you need to cut bad enough, you will find something.
say goodbye to things you once took for granted.
like wearing shorts or sandals... pedicures... sleeveless tops.
a normal summer day at the beach or in a swimming pool will become a far off memory for you.
get ready to itch.
because you will itch and itch.
so much you will look like you have fleas or a skin disease.
you will become an expert on your body as you destroy it carefully.
you will dream about cutting.
you will dream about being exposed.
it will haunt you day and night and take over your life.
you will wish you never made that first cut because while you absolutely hate cutting---

at the same time you love it and cannot live without it