Stories of Hope
I'm 15 and I started cutting when I was in 7th grade. My mother and my best friend cut too, they've pretty much stopped, with a few relapses. My mother has always been unstable, she's depressed with her Med.'s it's done some good, accept her Med.'s have caused me more pain. She's overdosed twice on them. The first time was when I really started realizing that people need to be seen, that came after my cousin's suicide too, though. It's been hard to stop cutting, most of the time I think about it, when times are trying, but somehow I get through. And I always tell people, think of how things could be worse...that helps me sometimes. And I just want people to know, there are people who care, and I'm one of them. If ever you need someone to talk to, I'm always here, E-mail me if you need me...keep trying, always keep trying!