Breadcrumbs:
[female, age 16, began to SI at age 11]
I cut in places no one sees, like my shoulders during the winter and my hips and stomach. Also, feet are good, because no one questions wounds on your feet. I have scars on my arms and legs, but I don't let that stop me from wearing the clothes I want to; none of my scars are too terribly scary, and I have lies I tell about each of them... and people see what they want to see. They would much rather believe that a scar is from falling out of a tree when I was little than that it's from an incident with a pocket knife. The scar in question doesn't even look much like something that would come from falling out of a tree, but people choose not to see that. I let them believe what they want to believe.

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