Good whatever it is! I am a newbie here, but far to much of a companion of si. I am 33 years old and have done it since i was six. (jeeze! what kind of piece of crap am i?) I came to find answers, seek friendship with those who understand, and find ways to avoid what has always been a part of my life.
No one, not even my husband knew what I do, until about a month ago (he still does not know). I was having a bad time and did things almost everday. I told my boss (who by the way is supporting me with getting help). She took me to get some stitches. My GOSH what has happened? I have never gotton that deep! 4X in three weeks. I look like a rag doll sewn together with hatred instead of love.
I am to a breaking point right now, that i see no light. I went to a community clinic where they helped me with meds. Then just last week, they said sorry, you must see this other person before we refill. I crashed hard making it round five. I went to a different hospital so I would not be caught at my 'game'. I am such a pathetic lier! Two months of okness and then SLAM! I was begining to feel 'right' I felt no need to injure. I was seeing a future for myself.
Anyway... here I sit...alone....ready to end it...scared as I was when I was six. Please help me stop the torment! I can no longer hide.