Peter Parka
Well-Known Member
It wouldn't bother me, I used to fancy a girl who was still cutting but then I'm pretty fucked up myself, anyway! An ex girlfriend of mine was a cutter. Unfortunately, it was me she cut!:eek
cant believe i missed this..but hausy no...it wouldnt bother me at all...even if i had never odne it before...i dont judge based off the outside...its whats on the inside that countsi used to cut. how about you girls. would it bother you if you saw a guy with scars and asked how he got them and then he said they were self caused.
james...I luv you hun...youre so sweetWell here's a full on answer.
I would probably be curious as to how they happened, without this thread I probably wouldn't be none the wiser as to what the scars came from in the first place. But once I was told, I'd be a little shocked and kinda worried about talking about it.
But if I was given the go ahead to talk about it I would ask when, where, why, the basics of learning about it from your point of view. I would not only understand, but I would be supportive in trying to keep the depression (or whatever caused you to do it in the first place) from returning.
Would it turn me off? No, not at all.
Would I talk about it? Doubt it. Especially if I knew it was a sensitive subject.
Would I give you anything you need to keep you happy? You bet your pretty little ass I would.
I second that! rep for James!james...I luv you hun...youre so sweet
Its different reasons for different people...for me I will say it was a mix of reasons. None of em' worth it...I know that now. But I will try to put it a way you might understand even if you dont agree.I'd be turned off to an extent. It's something I've never had to see or deal with in my life. Since I've never been or known anyone that depressed, it's totally virgin to me. I couldn't understand why self inflicted pain would make someone feel better. If it's more than just cutting and they are failed attempts at suicide, then I don't understand that either. If you're so low that you want to kill yourself, just stop and think. If you're willing to die, then things can't get any worse. So look up and take new steps to find yourself a better way. And I'd only be turned off because I don't understand.
I'm open to learning more about this though.
Its different reasons for different people...for me I will say it was a mix of reasons. None of em' worth it...I know that now. But I will try to put it a way you might understand even if you dont agree.
I was at a point in my life where everything hurt...I was going through so much emotionaly that I couldnt take it anymore...When i hurt someone or was hurt by someone mentally...I cut...it was a wound I could see heal...something that told me that things would get better just like that cut did...because at that time I didnt think anything could heal...not my heart...not broken friendships...I didnt think anything could heal the wounds...so I created hope for myself in it...I know it seems strange...morbid or whatever but it made sense to me at the time.
If I screwed up with a friend and they said they could never forgive me...I cut in part to punish and in part to say hey maybe since this represents what i did wrong...and it is healing...maybe what i did will be able to heal too.
where you say that if your so low you want to kill yourself...If you're willing to die, then things can't get any worse. ... i tried telling myself that many times over...but at that point things just got worse every time...luckily I held on tho...mine were never an attempt at suicide...more to the point they reminded me I was alive...that even when my heart felt cold...and i thought i had no feelings left...sometimes feeling disconnected with every aspect of emotion...the fact that i could still bleed...was better than nothing at all.
I will say that i did everything in my power to hide them...so i dont believe they were done for attention tho some people may disagree...it wasnt done to hurt anyone...even tho i did
the thing that ultimatly made me stop...was this:
I knew that someday I would have kids...and it kills me to know that someday I will now have to explain those scars to my daughter..I already have my 4 year old nephew come up to me and ask over and over again... "auntie brandi...you got a boo boo" and every time he says it it kills me to know i almost lost myself completly...it kills me to think of how my family felt knowing there was nothing they could do to stop me...but they did...they were there.
I cant understand now why someone would hold that against me...why someone would hold it against anyone... I think it shows great strength and courage to overcome that...yeah you may not understand why we came to this point...but it doesnt matter...the point to focus on is that we overcame it...it will always be a part of who we were...who we are...and who we will be...it is a reminder of how low we were...and how far we came
ok im babbling now...im done
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