I want to cut so bad, and the only way to make it all stop is to cut. Images play in my head all day, images of me cutting, of all the blood, of deep cuts and scars. I haven't cut in a while, but the urge to do it is so strong, I don't know what to do. All I want is the movie that plays in my head to stop. Who could blame me for cutting, if I did? It's the only thing that works.