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History of me
Well, this is my first post. I am thirteen years old and started self-harming at age twelve. Durring that period I hadn't cut, it was more bruising than bleeding. Around January of 2011, I began cutting after my best friend and ex-boyfriend had began dating and spreading nasty rumors about me.
It began with a nick with a pin on my wrist, then longer and longer cuts on my stomach and legs. My family found out I was self-harming, I was isolated. No knives or any sharp objects within my reach. Anything that needed to be cut was cut for me. In all reality it made things a lot worse. I would find broken shards of glass outside and cut myself with them.
I guess that it was a way of breaking free from this world I lived in, where being me was not enough. Where acting perfect was the only way to get friends or to be noticed even a little bit. Now, not only do I cut, but I starve and sometimes purge if I am in a sittuation where I must eat.
Wow, I cannot believe I wrote this much in about ten minutes. Nor can I believe all that I have shared in this post.

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I can so understand that.
3 months () (Permalink)I'm 15 and I know exactly how not being good enough feels. I started small like you did but it was 3 years till I had to tell my parents. The taking of sharp objects was a favorite of my father's and I agree it made things much worse. It makes us get creative in a morbid sense. If anything it ecourages us more to hurt. It just reforces how much we are not good enough. I'm sorry to hear that you are so young and have seen the horror that is the world. I know I am not much older than you but I like to think I'm more mature than my physical age. I just want to say I can relate to you in some sense and I would be more than happy to listen to you and help you in any way that I can. Stay strong and know some people can't see past their nose so they miss the greatness of people but then you have people like us on here who see people from the inside out. We see the love stricken, we see the pain, we see the need, we see the potential, and we see the wonderful person you are. Whether the people around you see it or whether you see it or not just know that someone sees how amazing you are no matter what. :)
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Very Sweet of You
3 months () (Permalink)Thank you for your kind words. They do mean a lot to me, since words like those are seldom heard by me or spoken by others. I am truly smiling now.
--Strength is not only physical, but mental. The strongest people may have the weakest minds, yet the weakest people may have the strongest minds.
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You're very welcome. It's
3 months () (Permalink)You're very welcome. It's nice to know it meant something. If you ever need a kind word let me know I have an extensive vocab lol :) and I just love helping people feel better.
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