...why I don't usually cut. I hate seeing scars on my arm. :dry: Was careful, no one will notice, but I see it. I'll probably see the word LOSER long after it disappears, like I did all those years ago. How could I forget? :huh: It didn't even make me feel good, not in the way my usual SH does. I miss it so much. Why can't my neck stop hurting and my mind stop thinking about it as a suicide method? :unsure: I need it, but I know it's a good thing that I can't do it anymore. I hate myself for what I've done to my brain, and I guess this feeling is my brain saying; "I hate you for it too". :tongue: I need to find another way to cope with these feelings, before I lose my mind. Note to self: DON'T CUT!