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we all need closer to be able to really move on or to let go of certain things. i know for myself it took what seemed like forever to get some closer from my sister’s death and even now its still hard to let go fully. i fell in love with Justin and even though we are not talking and i cant move on yet because we didnt say goodbye and i dont have closer i need to let it go to give up the hope i have that he will come back to me when i dont think he will ever talk to me again. i screwed up like i always do and i pushed away someone i ended up realizing i was in love with.i know i do this to myself and i dont blame anyone but myself. i loved him and i did things i always do to everyone else to not let anyone get close to me but i let him get closer to me than anyone in my life. i was myself to i shared things with him that others even my family dont know and i tried harder than any other time in my life because he was different i trust only him and no one else to share my soul with him and i srcewed up like always. old habits are hard to break and i let my old habits i couldnt and should have changed destroy what little happiness i did have and what could have been my ever after. i lost the love of my life and i feel like crap. i dont have closer with him because he wont talk to me and i cant let go because i dont know where i stand anymore. i need to hear him say that this cant be fixed i need him to tell me there will never be an us again and that i can let go but he hasnt and i dont wanna let go but i know if i dont i will hang on until it kills me or the pain of waiting destroys what i little i have left in life. it took me a long time to move foward from Racheal or at least try and without Justin i now feel lost and confused again like i did when Racheal died. i am not sure what to do now and to be honest the 2 weeks i left the house once and i pretty much have laid in bed and watched netflix and slept i havent been to class or seen anyone other than J who lives with me. i feel lost and just depressed overall i miss him and he was my best friend and everything i needed to change and the only person i been able to let in. its killing me and i need closer to move on i need that goodbye i didnt get with Racheal even though he is not dead our relationship is and i its my fault and i hate i screwed up the best thing in my life and the one thing i needed most. i need him and i know i cant fix things and theres nothing i can do to save it and it sucks. i never felt this way about anyone and i dont think i can ever find anyone who can make me feel complete like he did. when my sister was i alive i didnt feel alone and when she died i felt utterly alone and justin made me feel not alone he helped me in ways no one has and he understood things that most people cant and he didnt think i was crazy or stupid. he made me feel like i could be happy and i could change so i wouldnt end up killing myself and now i feel alone again and i my reason for being here was him and now i am not sure if i can find or even have another reason to continue on to fight myself to be happy. i lost him because i couldnt change enough and i ruined probably my only chance at happiness or at least not being alone. J the guy who lives with me i cant shared myself like i did with Justin because he see the world different and has never been close to where i have or felt what i have. i needed someone to understand me and to accept and help me and justin was it and i didnt see that until now. i love him and always will and i am tried of fighting alone and without him i will be alone and i will never be strong enough to do it alone for long. helped me but not enough to save me from myself and i see that because i pushed him away and in a way that the guilt will probably eat me up and i finally did it i finally destroyed my last chance the last person that i really had and to wait or try to find someone else like us is like a needle in haystack and i was fortunate in my life to have 2 people like myself in my life and i messed up and lost the one i should not have. i should have changed more and we were meant to be there for each other he needed me as much as i needed him but he is stronger than me he is a fighter and will fight to the end even alone and as for me i am not strong and i am not a fighter and being alone and having a wall up for so long is tiring and unbearable. justin can do it alone until he finds someone else but for me i dont have it in me and part of me is just ready to let it go and to just stop fighting to change the isolation to stop trying to let others in and let my wall stay and be alone until it kills me. justin was my one true love and my chance at ever after and i will live with the guilt of knowing i destroyed it and the pain of knowing i did this to myself and that i will never closer to let go or at least try to move on. i need closer to at least try to move foward and without something its going eat at me and i will hold on to it until i just cant take it anymore. i regret this i regret my choices and actions in this relationship with justin and honestly this is the first regret i ever had and i will do what it takes to be the only one because its painful to know i should have know differently and what i should have done is something i never wanted in my life and it sucks to have that feeling. i used to regret something but i came to be at peace with those things and find closer to do that but this i feel may never have closer and never heal the broken heart i have now. i am sorry its a sad writing but this is where i am now and i honestly hate it and i honestly dont want anyone to lose the love of thier life just because old habits and of a wall that you built to protect yourself because its not worth the pain or the regret and that finding that one true love only comes once and you only get one and that is true happiness to be with the one who completes you and you should never let it go no matter what and i did and i let myself destroy things my entire life because of that wall i built and i let that wall kill me and i am didnt even realize it until now i realize now i never let myself be happy when i should have and i never gave anything or anyone the chance to try and make me happy i deined myself of this by destroying everything that was in front of me for whatever reason and i just been doing it for so long that when i finally got what i truelly needed and wanted i didnt see that i was destroying it so badly until now i ran it in the ground and i set it on fire and threw away the ashes i literally have just made it to be unfixable and ididnt realize i was doing that and when i did i just kept on and i hate myself for so long i deprieved myself for what i am not even sure why anymore. i thought i was protecting myself from other people hurting me and then i realized i hated myself for such a long time because i blamed myself for failures of others and myself and i thought i was saving others from my pain from me hurting them in the end to protect myself from disappointment of others and to puinsh myself for not being good enough i never felt good enough for anyone not even myself and i guess part of me never fixed or even tried to change that i am afraid of failure so i didnt try to change certain things so i didnt have to risk failing the fear of failing kept me from doing certain things and the wall i built was out of fear and have no self worth i always felt i hated myself for things that i know now were not my fault but those feeling have there so long i finally hated myself and figure if i hated myself so should others and in a way it reinforced my wall i built and it fuel the fire i needed to destroy everything i have ever gotten and literally do it in a way that others would hate for life too i did things that most people would guilt over but not me the guilt i felt was turned to hate i hated everyone and myself and i never felt hate for racheal or justin and the hate i thought i had for my dad and my mom and my family i realized was just anger and i didnt realize that until after Racheal died. i only saw my dad when i realized i didnt hate him and i guess i never let go of the hate i have for myself and maybe its not hate its anger its fear i pushed away everyone and their love i felt the love from Racheal and from Justin their love i felt fully and it was alot and maybe i felt like i didnt deserve it or that if i tried and failed was not something i wanted to risk i always felt like a disappointment and i hated the feeling of failure especailly when others would be disappointed in me for failing so i just didnt try alot time i just built a wall to avoid ever feeling those feeling and to not let people know i blamed myself for not being good enough for my mom or my dad not being around because there was something wrong with me i felt like i was never good enough for anyone to love me and i loved everyone but i never showed and i never said it meaningful always sarcastically and then i just stopped saying except to Racheal i always said it meaningful to her and Justin was the first i said it to that i truely meant and would do anything for but the fear and the wall i couldnt do enough or try hard enough to just not destroy it to let go of the fear i failed myself and him and i disappointed him and myself and that guilt i wont forgive myself ever and it sucks that closer may help but i dont think i can let go fully of my guilt or my anger for myself i am sorry for to him and to myself and i dont want anyone to have to feel what i am feeling now or go through this pain all because of this wall of isolation this wall is kill me i know that now and i cant do anything else and i am out time and out of help i am just quite at this point and let it sufficate me and take me like it did my sister thats all i can do now i was like to have 2 people most dont even get that and i dont except 3rd person to come into my life soon enough to have me from destroying whats left and its not much and i truefully i probably dont even have do anything but let the wall crumble and fall on me now i realized i signed my death warrent i literally sign my life away to death is all thats left now i know that its morbid but its where i am now at the road my sister was at when she killed herself and as of now theres only one road i see now and only one ending thats now my option and time to choose to die now and get it over with and not drag it out or wait for death from poor health and never leaving my apt again and dying of interal pain which could take a while and cause not only myself pain but my family from dragging out the inevitable of my death i know you think i am being dramatic or over reacting but i cant change and i wont get better i will just get worse and not having closer is going to cause me nothing but pain and i cant even try to do this anymore i been like this for my whole life and i in pain for most of it and the truth is justin was my last hope and chance and i burned it i guess maybe i really wanted death more than i thought or maybe its what i need for peace inside myself i never wanted to hurt those i did but i thought i was saving them from me and my pain i did try with justin but i guess it was to much for me and i would have probably caused more pain in the end then what i did so far but i should have saw that when he hadnt left me after everything we been through i should have known then that i needed to change to be happy with him and i should have tried to change the big problems i had or at least tried to instead of avoiding my deep issues that were my ultimate down fall of myself and my failure at happiness and an ever after i wanted in life i only blame myself for that and that alone is enough to to end it all and enough for me to realize i am losing this battle and i am never going win now i will lose in the end but i can at least spare the pain of dragging it out for my family its the only reason i was able to find closer with Racheal i understood she killed herself for peace not just for herself but for us because her pain would have gotten worse and would have finally spread to us and her pain we would see and feel and no one should experience that is they have not had it themselves before its a despair kind of pain that would have damaged the family and thats why we do isolate to keep that to ourselves to hide what may hurt those we love most and to in some way our death brings them peace of the our pain and even though it hurts them at first after time passes they see that we are not hurting and our pain is not causing them pain anymore we are not depending on them and we are not hurting them by having meltdowns and not knowing reality v.s. our own world inside our heads and that we are not dragging them through tests and medications and doing things that we are not aware of doing and they dont suffer from feeling helpless to help us and scared of us hurting ourselves or others in some cases. i know one day my mind will go into a place thats not reality and will cause pain and heartbreak to those i love and i dont want that my sister knew that and she did what she felt was right and its how i feel i feel its right to spare them of losing myself so to speak because thats what happens i will eventually lose myself and Racheal was already on her way to losing herself and reality and i am already starting to lose reality and my mind is sometimes not here and i cant stop that and medication cant fix it and my deep issues are probably the root but those roots are to deep now and frankly my world in my mind is not always great sometimes its scares the crap out of me and i can only tell myself its not real for so long and honestly justin would have saved me from going so fast and would have been able to help me stay in reality longer gave me a reason to anyways and now i dont have a reason to fight the delusions and sometimes those hallucinations are comforting to me the ones that dont scare me but i dont think those last forever and i scared that the ones that do scare me will eventually take over and thats not something i can do alone and its not something i could ask anyone to help me with who doesnt know me like they should and know when to do something i am crazy in some sense but i am not stupid and i dont trust easily and the only persons i do trust one is dead and the other i lost and i dont even trust my mother witch is sad and its because she lied to me and doesnt know to be supportive in a way that is good for me without being judgmental and pushy into doing things her way because trust me she still trying to push me in a career i dont want and to stay in a marriage i am not happy in so yeah i dont trust her judgement to do whats best for me and everyone else couldnt even tell you i am left handed witch is sad to say in my mind so closer we need in life and in some cases more than ever and sometimes people like me are meant to die by suicide in some cases where theres no one left to give us a reason or a purpose to fight and that even though suicide is said to be wrong is it really wrong if the alternative is worse than death its self and to want peace for our family and those you love and for yourself because i dont think its wrong in my eyes if theres nothing left but pain and you know that suffering is all that is left why drag it out i am sure everyone has a different case but my sister and myself know where this leads and i ve seen those who lived until old age but their life after losing complete touch with reality and being on medication to keep them from hallucinating dont leave full lives and often are a burned to family and sometimes dont remember themselves or anyone and live life to only be breathing to a certain extent they my be alive but their not living not thats not where i want to be ever i never want experience a moment where i dont know myself or anyone i love and i dont want to be a burned on my family and depend on them to make sure my medication is working or be in put in hospital because i am a handful i want to remember and i want to die knowing who i am and knowing that my family was spared of seeing me in pain and not seeing me lose my mind because that i cant live with my sister knew she was hurting us by not being able to keep plans because her mind was lost so to speak or canceling because she couldnt separate reality from non-reality she didnt let anyone see her when she knew she was losing herself and her mind to a mental illness and thats hard and its hard to hide yourself from those you love and isolation is our way of doing that even though in reality its what is killing us i know that now but i guess its little late for me too and i wish i knew what i know i now or at least not avoid as long as i did and deinal what i knew because i knew but i didnt want admitte it i just avoided it but that made it worse as you see and now i am left with this mess that is my life and my despair i caused myself to have and i only want to make it stop now and gi only need to deciede how and when and if i am going to finally do what i want more now than ever and its a hard thing to do and a hard choice to make but i put myself here and i have to make a choice and i will let you know i guess and sorry its long but i have to get it out and share with someone other than myself and hopefully prevent someone else and make them realize what they know and stop avoiding it and help them not end up where i am now because its hard and its painful

ok so i will admit i am drunk no lie. i dont write as much cuz i been clean of meth for about 3 weeks. i think about using all the time i cant stop my addiction and i completely broke it off with Justin who was my roomie and the guy who got me hooked on meth. i havent seen my dad in almost a year. my marriage is still falling apart. my family still clueless to almost everything. suicidal more than ever. what else can i say my life is a mess even if it seems on the outside i got it together i am dying on then inside. i loved justin but he apparently didnt feel the same. i am on the rebound and well shit keeps getting worse it seems. i start school in jan and thats a good start but i have no idea how my anexiety will hold up. everyday is a struggle now and more confusing than the last. i have a bad feeling that the end is near and not to due to me. if justin keeps using like he has been he will kill me no matter what. i cant count on god to save me like he has been. Racheal i cant get her out of my head last couple of days she keeps alive some how i feel like if it wasnt for her son i  would have shot myself in the face along time ago. Oding is poitnless tried so many times i ve given up hope on it ever working. my addiction to meth haunts me everyday but some how i manage not to use. achole at this point drives me to stay here numbs the shit i dont wanna feel anymore. common with borderline personality disorder is addictions and lose of life. i am almost 25 and shit haunts me more today than then they did yesterday. thing r getting worse no meds for almost 6 months n i am continuing on a down hill spiral as my sister did i dont know where to go or what to do anymore i am just going with the flow at this point. why try and stop what i cant? i get tried of fighting and really why fight what is probably meant to be kicking and screaming on the way down only hurts me and my family. its killing me this life is making me lose hope in myself and in mankind so why bother. maybe i am just drunk or maybe i am right who knows at this point i dont care anymore.

so i did 10 days inpatients for my meth use, cutting , and suicide thoughts. i got out yesterday afternoon and during my time inpatient if any of yall have been to a place like this you already know what goes on. we have group therapy sessions all day they put on meds if u got off or atleast regulate. me i had been off my meds and not taking them properly but i got all kinds of good stuff now. they put me on lexapro,abilify,clonazepam, prazosin,and trazodone; most of these you already know what they are fro depression anxiety and nightmare with trouble sleeping. while i was in i had to go to AA and NA for my addiction problems. as many of yall know boderline personality disorder one of  the syptoms is addictivesness and implusivness and with the excessive need to do it alot. this journey has lead me from trying to find a way to continue to be close to my sister and find her in way that i could know why and who she became when she died to me finding more about myself and what i need to do to get better and have a better life. my sisters death consumed me and i lost myself along the way but going inpatient i focused on myself and realized i was dying and killing myself slowly. with all that being said i have decieded to spend two weeks with soon to be ex husband to clear and finalize everything so i can move on from that and to find another inpatient place that specializes in BPD and do so intense therepy some may not agree but i have to do this and i want too. i am ready for a change those goods days i lived for i want them back and i want to be able to be there for my family. i will fill yall in the next two weeks on everything and when i go back to inpatient i will let yall know this past time was a short notice and emergancy but this next one is my choice and is planned i cant say i will ever be 100% better but anything is better than where i am now. i feel good and for the first time in a long time i have hope and its good.

so my irrational thoughts have gotten the best of me lately. i have made excuses to everyone who has invited me to do something for new years eve even my own mother. no one really understands this i know and i  also know that i only did this cause of my irrational thoughts. i feel like everyone is staring at me lately like they are all talking bad about me. i am also feeling very used and like yesterdays trash to some other people. i know these thoughts are all in my head and are not true but i cant help but to feel helpless in a sea of thoughts and i am slowly drowning myself. i feel with all of the holidays coming to an end soon i should isolate myself quickly. to many people in such a short amount of time for my brain to handle i need a serious vaction away from everyone. i wish someone understood my fears and anxiety of dealing with people on an everyday bais. i know i can be real irrational sometimes but its usually only bad when i have to deal with alot of new people i dont know. this year has been stressful for me with my sister dying last December and meeting my father for the first time on thanksgiving day i can offically say next year will be way better. my struggle with BPD has changed some people’s view on me and others not so much they just think i am crazy and irrational. i do have to say i have been more open with my BPD/Anxiety and my struggle to stop cutting but i know this is only the begining. all i have to say is for now i will be IRRATIONAL and alittle CRAZY until i come down back to reality. Although my view is way better than REALITY!! (its prettier and sparkles more)

my dinner with C didnt go as plan. you see C has a thing for me in fact i think he might be in love with me, but he only sees the happy go lucky person i display when i am around him the “fake” me. i have managed to keep people to a certain distance and not let anyone know about my problems or mental illness. C and I once had an intament relationship but i cut that off shortly after it began due to the cutting factor and he was getting to close. we had been friends since high school and we will hopefully continue to be. my easing out fact about my mental state and what goes on behind close doors seem to come out tonight. i cant hide anymore i cant continue on not letting others in and isolating myself cuase its only killing me in the end. i just cant take the lieing to people and the BS anymore i am so sick of hiding myself my mental illness my cutting i cant hide it anymore its eating me up inside. so in a hurry to leave tonight cause he wants more than friends from me i let him in and showed him my leg and after that i felt the urge to run as always and i did i left. i could see the saddness on his face what he didnt know the realization of how bad i was. the sympathy he probabley has now for me is not what i want, he doesnt understand and he may never understand.  my irrational fears and thoughts are going through my head and i dont know what will happen now but i cant help but feel alittle relieved for once he saw me the whole ugly truth of me i feel exposed and unsafe right now but i know that its what i need to do to help myself to get better in some way to feel better. i am not sure if i did the right thing or if i am doing the right thing by speaking out and talking about myself my ugly and dark self the part of me i hide for so long is finally coming out. the bulid up of the pressure to fit in and to do whats excepted of me is out. i just hope when i talk to my family it will go better and i wont run away like i seem to do so often. i am tried of running and hiding i have been doing it for 9 years now i cant do it anymore i have to face myself and my family and friends. hiding is no longer worth it and its hard and i have run out of excuses for myself. i just hope my irrational fears and thoughts dont lead me back down that run and i can fight the thoughts. i am hurting so much on the inside cause i am constantly fighting with myself fighting the irrational side of me.

so i am a cutter the first time was when i was 15 that was 9 years ago. the first cut is never the last and once you do the frst the easier it is to another one until you cant go a week without it. now if you havent started cutting i beg you please do not start its a daily battle to convience your self not to cut. And for those who are cutters already you know the struggle of hiding the cuts and scars and fighting the urge not to cut. I went 2 years without cutting and i relasped last Dec since then i ve been cutting almost weekly and sometimes i get into a fit and cut furiously until i calm down which always leaves a mess of blood . myself worth and self esteem is at a new low in my life but i have to say without cutting i probabley comitte suicidei think its the only thing stopping me to get out frustration. i know i shouldnt but its where i am at now. this is probabley the worse part and side of my BPD the need to hurt myself in physchical and emitional states.

Why Me

 please note these are my personal photos of myself and my struggles with cutting. please know that i am also being treated for cutting, BPD, and Anxiety. This is just away for me to open up to others without personal loss. Please also remember only two people know in my life and yall are getting an inside look into my personal state of mind and life so do not leave negative comments. Thank You.

So yesterday i choose to not see anyone or talk to anyone isolation has become my new friend. The want to tell people and be open scares me the unknown and misunstandings. My friend C wanted to hang out but i told him i was sick in fact i told everyone i was sick just so they wouldnt bother me. My roomie he is becoming more understanding and showing he cares. He often says he loves me and i always repley no you dont. I am not sure if he really does or doesnt I know he cares about me but thats all I am really sure of. The thought of suicide is always in the back of my head and yesterday i was almost considering it; just to end it all and i wonder if anyone would really miss me. Sometimes I just wanna let it all go run off somewhere start a new, somewhere where no one knows me or can find me. Being somewhat mentally ill people who are close to you tend to worry about your state of mind constantly and is always calling to check up on you. So running off and not telling anyone and hiding would be bad for me, cause they would find me and probabley lock me up somewhere. So suicide is my escape route at this time and I dont actually plan on using it right now but its a dream. As i get older and life becomes more confusing than the day before i realize that i dont understand how the world works sometimes. The way people can act so mean and cruel to one another is beyond my understanding. There are times i rather just let my delusions take over in live in a much happier place then fight to stay with reality which sucks. I am often afriad that the delusions I sometimes have may come out and the meds for psychois is not pleasant. Some of the meds I have been on have often made me sick or made me zoned out. The ones that made me zone out were the psychois meds I didnt feel anything and it was like i wasnt here like i wasnt a human being. The thought of my delusions of the things i see no longer being there scares me I realize I have seen them for so long and dealt with it that is it was gone then I wouldnt be me and I wouldnt feel safe with out it. as the thoughts come in and out the battle i fear continues the fight and struggle to hold on to reality almost seems impossible. I fear i might be on the losing end and fighting with myself on who to trust who not to and what others think is almost to much to bear. I often wish people understood why I cant just simply be happy I am usually content but Happy is a feeling i am not sure I ve ever felt. I ve been this way for so long I dont remember any other way and if I was happy it must have been before i could fully remember. The 24 years of my life seems like its taken forever to get here the last 10 have been a struggle to find acceptence among my peers and some peace within myself. All the meds that are out there may never fully fix me and some may never help but I have to say if I was not like this then I would have never seen what the world is really like I would have been naive and blind but happy. I rather see and know the truth and be content and furstrated and confused than to live life happy and blind to the world’s cruelty. As this journey continues I am sure at some point i will find happiness if not then content is all i need just hopefully without the confusion my mind plays for me.

i know i am crazy sometimes and my mood can be erractic and irrational! so what i have borderline personality disorder and i am doing the best i can with what i have!!! i am done hiding and i am done with not being open and honest to my friends and some family. i have to start making people aware and if i do my excuses for not doing anything or hiding out will not be justified. i have just proclaim that i have Borderline Personality Disorder on my facebook to let everyone know and if they dont like it i told them to unfriend me. to start changing society’e stigma on mental illness i have to start with myself if i am open and honest i hope others will follow. it always starts with one somewhere and if we start talking someone will listen. i know no everyone will but the more its talked about the more likely that the younger generation will feel comfortable  opening up when they are depressed. i dont care who you are we all human and eventually we will grow into inderstanding. i have dealt with so many highs and lows of BPD and most of them i did alone and each time it gets harder emitional and physchaily warn out. i can no longer hide i wil not be afriad to let poeple know anymore we all need support rather be online or in life. real friends will stick by you and others will leave for the ones who leave you really didnt need them anyways. i am cleansing myself of anyone who doesnt want to be open and doesnt want to help i dont need close minded people in my life. i dont know who will read this but if you choose to no longer hide from family and friends; tell me about it share your story and feel free to share mine!! it only takes one to lead and i hope many many will follow and stand up and tell the world dont be afriad. I AM NIKKI PENSON AND I HAVE BPRDERLINE PERSONALITY DISORDER AND ANXIETY!!! IF YOU DONT LIKE IT GET OVER IT!!

so i am feeling furstrated at people i dont know if its from like of sleep or what? it seems like lately the little things irritate me! i wish people would understand that if you call or text me and i dont respond then dont keep calling and texting me! just because i went a little mia for two days doesnt mean you can blow my phone up! then when i do talk to them they act like they were all worried, i mean really if something happened to me like i died someone would tell them. my friends and family know i have BPD (boderline personality disorder) but they never seem to understand why i wanna be alone sometimes. i mean alot of time when i do wanna be alone its cause people are furstrating me or irritating me and i rather be alone then to punch them for being stupid. i hate that i feel bad about being mean to them and rude and feeling like i always have to say i am sorry. i just wish they understood what i go through on a daily basis cause everyday is a struggle some worse than others. i mean my mother is a nurse and when i was first diagnosed after being hospitalized for attempted suicide when i was 15 she did all kinds of research and she still doesnt get it. i mean i love her every much but unless she walks a mile in my shoes she may never really understand. even some of my friends who have known me since i been diagnosed still dont get it. then not to mention my roommate/whatever you wanna call him to me he knows more about me then anyone and he keeps some of my most horrible secerts. i will share one that i have to say is hard for me i started using cutting as a way to relieve stress and anger when i was 15 shortly after my attempted suicide. it only took my mom 5 months later to know that i was doing that and of course i was hospitalized again. after that i found ways of hiding it more effectively. about 2 years ago i stopped meds and cutting all together.  unfortunately i have since relasped on the cutting about 4 months ago. my so call roomie is the only who knows i dont think he really care that much as long as i am only doing superficial  lacerations and which i dont cut deep and i dont do it on my arms or wrists. i know i shouldnt but it seems like i cant stop sometimes when i hit that point. he prob doesnt care cause he got some issues of his own and alot of times he high so he is absent minded anyways. he does tell me he wish i stop but he doesnt fully understand. i think cutting right now is saving me from the unthinkable at this point. i mean really sometimes i look back on my 2 suicide attempts and think about what went wrong and how i can succeed at the next one. i know it sounds messed up and a little twisted and sad but thats how my mind works. thankfully my impluse in somewhat in check right now. this is why when i wanna be alone sometimes i wish normal fake people whatever got that! i mean the only person who really understood was my sister.  and please dont comment telling me to see my doctor or anything negitive especially if you dont understand.