Stories of Hope

One day at a Time

I first began cutting 16 years ago when I had anorexia.  I was deeply depressed, and down to 90lbs.  I was physically, emotionally and sexually abused as a young child, by 3 different abusers, and actually just now trying to deal with it at the age of 47.  I kind of put cutting on the back burner for the last 15 years as I raised my 4 children.  They are all adults now, and it become time to deal with myself.  I went into a deep depression, began not eating again, felt suicidal, and started cutting again.  I have been cutting about every 5-7 days, but today it has been 8 days, and that is a small victory for me.  I have spent 25 days in the hospital psychiatric ward in the last 2 months.  I have terribly strong urges, but I am trying to apply new coping skills I have learned.  I know this can be overcome, and someday I will have complete victory with Gods help.