I know why I've cut myself, so many times. It's all emotional hurt, its get so deep in me the only way to know it real, that pain is still real... I hurt myself. I've got three different brands, at lest half a dozen self inflicted scars. Now with one on the way, they are like tallies for all the times I couldn't cope with this bullshit world, force to play by THEIR rules and not my own. I'm glad I've got the scars, I'm happy to bleed. But thats my fucked up thinking these days.