I just joined this forum today. I thought that it was time for me to talk. It's harder than I ever thought it would be. I cut. I bruise myself. I rip out my own hair. I pinch myself when in stressful situations. In the heat of it all, suicide became an option. I've taken pills to go numb. I've cut so deep, I never thought the blood would stop. I've gotten so addicted, I couldn't see myself without the self-destruction. -It defines me. -It grounds me. -It keeps me in my place. I need help. Please, someone help me. Someone who understands.