Crimsontearz16
These are some pictures of my scars and scabs. Most of my scars are hard to see because my dad found out and made me put some vitamin E crap on them and made the scars less visible. Most of my scars have turned white. I’m 15. I’ve been SI’ing for almost 4 years now, and I’ve had an eating disorder for 2. It’s like a punishment to me. But most of all it’s an addiction. I’ve been to a lot of people to try to get help but I think they just think of me as a paycheck. I’ve stopped going because people think I’ve stopped cutting. I hate lying to my friends and my dad but I think SI is the only reason I haven’t killed myself yet. Sounds funny, but it’s true. SI doesn’t mean you’re suicidal (although sometimes I am). It’s just a way for us to express our feelings. Some people write, some people draw, some people cry. But us, we write, draw, and cry in crimson.
Update: These are my latest cuts since I got out of the mental hospital. It’s not bad but I was really upset about it ‘cause I thought I had defeated this monster that hides deep inside me. I guess not. All is falling apart again. I’m completely lost. I never thought I would lose this battle. But I fear the end is soon…
Update: I recently had a relapse my arm says ‘SLUT’ because that’s what I am. It’s been a few days so it’s starting to fade but I think this one needs to be permanent.
