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Jessie
Copyright, Jessie
Living on the Edge
I watch a movie about self-harm. Then I start to think my life is 10 times as worse as the cutter in the movie. I immediately go to the bathroom and take a shaving razor from the medicine cabinet and bring it into the kitchen with me. I pick a knife from the drawer and break the plastic to capture the razor out of it. It seems ironic to do it with a knife, but I figured I would get better results with a razor. I press it to my wrist, and cut very gingerly at first, experimenting with it. Later that night, I am beat once again by my dad. I go to my room and take the razor from where I hid. I take the razor and press it to the skin of arm and drag it across. Feeling brave, I apply more pressure and drag faster. After 5 cuts I am satisfied. I take paper towel and press it against my bloody arm once. Then lay it on my night stand to forget it, but wake up in the morning to remember it...
I would like to here from other cutters like me. I would like to talk to someone besides people who misunderstand us.