WARNING:
(To all you cutters.. you know
this is true)
Before you make that first cut,
remember--
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 jerk back from your friends when they touch you as if their hands were dipped
in
poison.
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 cutting.
And just wait till 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 okay--
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 youself spending
20,
30, or
50 dollars every time you go the
pharmacy.
You will feel the flutter of your
heartbeat
everytime 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...
You will tap your foot
impatiently hoping the line will just
move and noone will
stare at you or wonder why you
need all these things.
And at the same time secretly hope
someone will notice--
Someone who is standing in line with an armful of the same
supplies.
Someone
who
understands--
But of course that
never happens.
Medical supplies won't be the only thing you spend
all your
money on.
Be prepared to buy a new
wardrobe--
Longsleeve shirts in summer colors,
bracelets, wristbands,
boots...
The list goes on and on.
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 wont 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 start doing
a lot of things alone.
You will always have to wash your laundry in private so
no one sees the
blood stains on your clothes and towels.
You will always be
cleaning up the blood.
Scrubbing
your bathroom floor.
Wiping the blood off your keyboard.
You won't be able to make it through a day without cutting.
Next
thing you know you are in a public bathroom
somewhere breaking open a scab with a sewing needle that you keep in your
wallet for emergencies.
When you get really
desperate,
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 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 can not live
without it.