why do i cut? why can't i stop? why do i like it? why do i crave it? it's a love hate relationship. why does it dull so quickly? why does it need to be deeper? why can't it just be over? why why why ????? just letting some frustrations out. i know the answers, but I don't like them. I have even pressed the easy button to see if it would fix things. I get mad, angry, depressed, crave, or whatever reason I need to cut. Then I go to actually do it and I feel like I need to press down harder. I continue, but I've cut so much it's become dull and just scapes the skin. That does nothing but piss me off and make me want to cut even deeper. I don't usually cut all that deep. My thing is to watch the blood run, not the depth, or the pain. Oh, I don't know what I'm even talking about. I feel so stupid talking like this. I used to keep everything bottled up inside and would not tell a single soul (not even God) about my sorrows. I'm so sad and worthless feeling right now. No reason, just because. I'm going to take the depression test. I bet it's a 92.