The doctors say I'm crazy: they can fuck off and die,
'cos the only thing I wanna do is spit in their eye;
I belong to myself and so what if I cut?
Its my management therapy - its the way that I cope
Its the only thing that stops me from dying inside,
Its brought me through when other friends have just curled up and died.
Welcome to the Crazy Cutter. I make no apologies for whats on this site - its probably triggering, the language is vile, its a catharsis for me, and it helps with the pain so just leave if you don't like it.
Lets get one thing straight - I'm not going to condemn cutting (self-injury aka SI). I'm not going to say you're evil, or mad (though the doctors say I am) I'm going to say you found a way to cope. Cutting through the pain, whatever your pain might be. Congratulations! It might not be the best coping therapy, but at least you've got one.
"Sometimes I cut myself to see how much it bleeds,
Its like adrenaline: the pain is such a sudden rush for me."
So this site contains various ramblings from me, Blaed, suicidal wanderings in the "about me" and "poetry" sections, stuff on SI, how to help yourself, what it is, and how to tell others about it. If you like the site, wonderful :-) if you don't, I don't really care lol.