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Just bc I look happy, don’t have scars where u can c them, and act like a total chicky, doesn’t mean shit. Yes I cut , and no I’m never happy I Just paste on that stupid smile so people leave me alone, and I act like a chicky type a girl cuz if I don’t people will wonder, & it adds to my stress . So no . Think what u want but I’m not what u think.
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Day 4::
Do you consider yourself addicted, why or why not?
Sadly I am addicted to cutting.
Like a drug addict addicted to meth. Like a smoker addicted to cigarettes. Like an alcoholic addicted to vodka.
I hide it from everyone the same way.
Go ahead, ask me about my scars.
I’ll lie about them.
I’ll say that I got them some other way. I’ll tell you some bullshit way it happened. Or hide it. I won’t tell you the truth. Because I need it. It’s what I live for. I use it to breathe. It’s as much a part of me as seeing, hearing, feeling, smelling, tasting, it’s a sixth sense. My sixth sense. I live when I do it. I can’t go without it. I cant stop cutting. Won’t stop cutting. I’ll be doing it for a long time.
Why I started? Day 1: I started about 2 years ago in 6th grade , I mean it started before that but I really started cutting in 6th. Y? Bc I got made fun of everyday I was never normal , I never ‘fit in’ I was different , iv never had that perfect hair or perfect body like most girls or those pretty eyes, nothing. Then also in6th grade I started understanding about my dad ad between all that cutting and hurting my self is my only way out..
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