Self-Injury has been an huge part in my life for some time. The first time I hurt myself I was in 7th grade, I was sitting in front of the computer and reading something but it don't remember what it was about.It just seemed to trigger something in me and I went into the kitchen and grabbed a steak knife. I guess what I did you could call just a scratch. I did two of them, they didn't even bleed. But the feeling that those two little cuts created would be the total destruction of my upper arms. After that incident I didn't hurt myself for a long time. But one day my grandmother couldn't find one of her gold rings and she blamed me she started to freak out and threw a little pot that my cousin made. While she threw it she fell and broke her hip........it was just to much for me so I ran into the kitchen and cut 6 little cuts. I again really didn't hurt myself for about 4 months.

The start of 9th grade was really the start of my cutting. In September my cutting practices became very serious because I found my first razor. When I cut with it it pulled my skin apart and it started to bleed..god that feeling was the best sensation I have ever felt. I did about 25 of them. After they healed they left no scars but I still got worse. I bought some of the worst razors to cut with. The little thin ones and I made a very deep scar.........from that one came many I have about 50 keloids on each of my upper arms. I was eventually put into a rehab center for hurting myself but after I got out . Thats when I made all of those keloids.

I really don't recommend cutting because It follows you around forever......I haven't cut for about 3 months now but the feeling has been creeping up again, how much longer I can fight it I really don't know