I haven't cut in... I don't know how long, it's been less than a month I think but longer than 2 weeks, but last night I had a dream about cutting.

I remember pretty much nothing except looking at my arms (in my dream) and seeing my arms laced from the first knuckle of my fingers all the way up to my shoulders with thick pink/red scars and long thin silver scars.

I loved it.

My arms would probably look like that if I didn't mind being committed to long sleeves, and it's something I've been tempted to do time and time again. I loved how the scars looked, how they felt, and how they scattered my skin.
This dream felt like it was only a split second long though.

When I woke up I had such an urge to draw blood and split skin, so much so that my hands were already a little sweaty and I could already feel adrenaline flooding my veins. Every time I closed my eyes and just tried to take a deep breath, all I could see was split skin and blood. It sounds weird, but it was like I could almost taste it.

Just thinking about it again is making my hands shake and my heart race.

Has anyone else ever had a dream like this? One that haunts you after you wake up?

Or, do you know why this happened?

(I haven't done anything to myself yet, I changed my bracelets- put more on- and cut a bunch of old paper into small pieces)