I’ve been cutting for 4 years now. It’s an everyday habit for me; I don’t ever seeing it ending. I’ve been to 3 different mental institutions but nothing has ever helped me. Even with the insane amount of meds they’ve forced me to take and the councelling. My mother hits me everytime she finds out i’ve cut. So i’ve gotten smart, and I only cut on my upper thigh and along my ribs now. No longer on my wrists. That way she can’t see them. She’ll often come in and ask me what is on the carpet and I always just say “It’s just lipstick mom, sorry I’ll clean it up.” I get a lecture but I do always clean it up. But that doesn’t keep the ‘lipstick’ from always getting on the carpet again. It’s nights like these, were I pull out my hidden pocket knife, which hides taped to the underside of the vent in my floor, and I cut. The next day my mom will come in and ask “Why is there make up on the carpet again!” and I’ll just say “Sorry mom, I’ll clean it up.” When really, it’s a blood stain on the carpet, and it’ll never go away.
