I still cut. I'm closely monitored since I'm ion group living, butt I still manage to cut. I popped a razor out of a cheap shaving razor and I hide it very well. But every day, sometimes multiple times a day I cut my thighs. Since they don't check my thighs I get away with it.
I love the feeling of the blade slowly slicing through my skin and watching the blood trickle out of the cut. It is a feeling that nothing compares to. And I was a heavy drug user. Still the rush and happiness I obtain from it is comparable to nothing.
I wish I could stop, but I don't know if I will. Maybe it'll kill me one day, but I'm ok with that. I remember a girl named joan who wad on Tumblr. She went by the name coldnessinmyheart. She was an extreme self harmer. She would post pictures of extreme, even grotesque cutting. She disappeared and was never heard from again, and many think she died because of her habit. She was a beautiful girl with an extreme, dangerous addiction. I don't want to turn it out like that...
I get therapy twice a week and it really doesn't help since my therapist thinks do lowly of me. I'm hoping one day I will beat this. But My feelings are unbendable. I've tried for years to reform, but it has seemed too be useless.
Thanks for your post :)