I've been cutting for around a year and I hate it but at the same time I love it. I'm restricted to my sides and thighs because I don't have enough long sleeves or bracelets. I can't stop and I have no intentions to stop. I don't care if I die. Because my life will end in suicide no matter if I cut or not. I haven't cut in like 3 weeks and now I have to start again because it's been way too long. I miss my blade.