I finally agreed to start therapy at 18 and am still in therapy with an excellent therapist. I went from cutting daily to doing it rarely. In my case there are a lot of factors going into why I cut and a lot of factors I have had to deal with and am dealing with in therapy

 

I have done something a lot of cutters think they will never do. I got help and am on my way to recovery. I am proof there is hope out there. Proof that you don't have to be a cutter for life

 

Once upon a time I was really ashamed of my cutting. Somedays I still am. But silence among those who cut creates a stigma. Without talking about it people will never understand it. People will never realize that its something that can effect anyone. Not just "crazy" people. Therefore I am putting my shame aside in hopes that maybe, just maybe I will inspire one person not to ever cut or maybe inspire someone who does cut to get help.

 

Without God, I wouldn't be where I am today. Even when you think you are alone and that noone understands, God is there. God gives hope to the hopeless, God gives me the strength to go on, the strength not to pick that blade up and the strength to stay in therapy instead of running and not dealing with my problems

 

Without my parents who have been more than willing to drive me two hours each way to therapy, I would not be where I am today

 

Without my wonderful therapist, I would have never made it this far. He is always understanding, has never been judgemental and without him I would still hopeless and hurting.

 

Without my wonderful friend who had the guts to speak up, the guts to talk to my parents, I would probably not be here. I was angry at first but I am so grateful she had the courage to speak up

 

I thought I was hopeless, I thought I would never get better. I am not hopeless and neither is anyone else