
rotten
Student
- Apr 14, 2021
- 144
Was your experience ok or just purely traumatic? Feel free to vent about it below. I know a lot of friends, family, and medical personnel have such a backwards mindset about these types of things.
The first time it happened to me it wasn't really a big deal. This guy who was friends with my bf saw my wrist while a bunch of us were collaborating on an assignment. He was sitting next to me and I was talking to a few of my friends. Then I got the feeling someone was staring. Turned around, and he had the thousand yard stare directed at my wrist. I quickly adjusted my sleeve and turned back around scared. He didn't say anything then, but later he did tell my bf.
The last time was the worst…my parents found out. Fucking school pulled me out of class and sent me to the crisis center. The nurses made me show them my cuts and later told my parents everything.
I lived in hell for about a year straight. My parents physically and emotionally abused me for my sh and suicidal thoughts. At one point even grabbed a knife and attempted to cut my thighs as punishment.
What a surprise! This didn't make me snap out of it at all :) in fact it made me more suicidal. I'm an adult now and to this day I think about ctb everyday and I sh at least several times a week. I don't tell anyone in my life anything anymore and I lost the feeling of wanting to be saved.
The first time it happened to me it wasn't really a big deal. This guy who was friends with my bf saw my wrist while a bunch of us were collaborating on an assignment. He was sitting next to me and I was talking to a few of my friends. Then I got the feeling someone was staring. Turned around, and he had the thousand yard stare directed at my wrist. I quickly adjusted my sleeve and turned back around scared. He didn't say anything then, but later he did tell my bf.
The last time was the worst…my parents found out. Fucking school pulled me out of class and sent me to the crisis center. The nurses made me show them my cuts and later told my parents everything.
I lived in hell for about a year straight. My parents physically and emotionally abused me for my sh and suicidal thoughts. At one point even grabbed a knife and attempted to cut my thighs as punishment.
What a surprise! This didn't make me snap out of it at all :) in fact it made me more suicidal. I'm an adult now and to this day I think about ctb everyday and I sh at least several times a week. I don't tell anyone in my life anything anymore and I lost the feeling of wanting to be saved.