One year ago, I started cutting with a
mechanical pencil. It left little scratches and a few drops of
blood, but that was it.
I looked up "cutting" on google images and those
pictures totally grossed me out. I told myself I would never get
to that point
One day ago, I cut myself with a razor. It was a long stripe,
grew pale at first, and then started bleeding... a lot.
I looked up "cutting" on google images and the pictures
that once grossed me out made me have symapthy on the people who
had done that to themselves. I told myself I hadn't gotten to
that point.
I looked down at my arm, at all the blood seeping out of my body
and onto the paper towel
And realized: I have gotten to that point.
