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wandering
- Mar 1, 2023
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i think im becoming addicted to cutting. not in a way like im trying to kill myself when i do it, but im hopelessly addicted to the rush that feels like a drug and the way it just snaps me "back" in a weird way i cant describe. its almost like its grounding, i guess, while simultaneously being completely dissociated when i do it. i feel shame but i also feel better when the cuts are stinging and bleeding, keeping me grounded and giving me something else to think about aside from my mental pains. i dunno. its so weird and feels so pathetic and immature (even though i dont think that about others who struggle with the same issue) and the worst part is i dont want to stop. it makes my pain feel real. it feels... good? exciting? like im alive?? while also being ashamed because i know its societally "wrong" and my loved ones would be worried if they knew. i feel like realistically i have no reason to stop other than not upsetting other people, which feels like a stupid reason to not do something, i would never censor myself in any other way like that in any other aspect really.. i never cut deep enough to cause any real damage, just leave faint scarring. i dunno. how many times can i say i dunno? sorry if this all doesnt make much sense. i guess thats why its a vent, just needed to get it out somewhere.