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Originally Posted by BlueMi
(Post 288402)
I just cut myself. With a plastic fork. It hurt like hell, but I just feel like there's something I need a prove, so I'm digging deeper. I can't stop.
I've thrown the fork across the room five times now, but I always end up picking it back up. If she knew what I was doing right now, I wonder if she'd change.
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I suggest lighting the fork on fire and watching it burn, my friend. I don't know what you could have done to your skin with a fork, but what it can lead to is much worse.
The scars of my own efforts of reconciliation and what I thought was true justice and self-betterment remain on my ankles and feet like lacerative marks left from shackles and chains. Self harm is a dark road that doesn't end until you do.
I don't know why you're doing what you're doing, but if it's because of a person, I can guarantee that if you tell them or if they find out that you're hurting yourself like this because of them, the results will most likely not turn in your favour. It's scary to have someone cut themselves because of you, or threaten to cut themselves if you don't do something for them. You have to be strong on your own, alright? Although I don't know the situation, being strong in the face of your problems never does any harm...
But cutting? What will it do? Crying over the starving kids won't put bread on their tables; worrying for the sick kids won't make them any better. You have to go and fix what's going wrong, you have to take action... cutting, although it seems positive, is very negative and is doing nothing to help whatever's wrong in your life.
(I'm sorry if I seem blunt... I just want to help. If I can spare at least one person from self-harm, I can die happy... but I know that my advice is much more blunt than it is sweet... I'm sorry if I offend you. :( )
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Originally Posted by BlueMi
(Post 288404)
It's the sharpest thing in my room. I don't want to leave my room right now. I need to clean my face and cover my wound before I let anyone see me.
I just had a funeral in my bedroom, a funeral for Mira Willson. From her ashes, I arose. I'm not sure who I am yet, I guess I'll have to figure that out...
I'm a horrible person.
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I presume that you are about the same age as I, right? If that's the case, chances are that this is largely because of the hormonal changes you're going through right now. You may feel like a new person, like you just discovered a new aspect of yourself... be it positive OR negative.
Now, I'm not dismissing this as "teenage hormones" at all--all I know is that a LOT of people our age have this problem, where their adolescence is NOT kind to them. It seems as though some people are unaware that these hormonal changes and "mood swings" can certainly differ in severity, especially when our minds are so vulnerable because of the openness of the media in North America and other places like it and largely because of the internet.
As for your wound, I recommend protecting it from infection as best you can, along with making sure that your fork never gets used again by someone else...
Stabbing yourself is not the answer to whatever changes are happening right now...
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Originally Posted by TheAshWolf
(Post 288424)
If there's anything we can do for you, Leloo...just say the word. We love you, hon. Don't ever forget that.
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Ash is so amazing at giving advice...
I know next to nothing about divorce apart from the fact that it terrified me as a kid... I was always checking that my mom wasn't cheating on my dad, asking her, watching where she was going...
All I can say is... listen to Ash. :) She knows her stuff.
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Originally Posted by Caleigh
(Post 287712)
I absolutely HATE it when people touch me.
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Same! It's not really even something I can control... Take me and my friend for example... we'll be laughing, joking, smiling, blah blee blah blah... Then she messes up my ponytail as a joke? IT'S ON. I glare at her and growl, "Don't."
o_o
It's just a reflex.
I try to avoid hugs, but apparently I'm a really good hugger...
To all "cutters" or anyone who this may seem relevant to...
I don't want to be yelled at for this, but am I really the only one who thinks that we are all being far too open about these issues? I know that this is the emotional venting thread, but has anyone else noticed that these vents are becoming darker and darker as the thread goes on? Self-harm and suicide is omitted from normal day to day conversation for a reason. You guys may not think about it as you type out these things about knives and blood and cutting and as you romanticize with suicide, but this is the internet. On top of that, it's a kid's writing site. There are eyes reading these words that are younger and littler than yours, and everything they see is directly absorbed into the subconscious. Monkey see, monkey do. I know I personally would never have even considered self harm as an answer to my problems if it had not been made so painfully obvious by others on the internet, and although it's over for now, a part of me left with that knife and I'm still waiting for it to come back.
And who here has ever showed KidPub off to a friend?
OR TO A PARENT?
What do you think will happen if said parent has some free time at work on the internet, LIKE MINE DO, and decides to browse through KidPub to check out what their kid has written?
WHAT DO YOU THINK WOULD HAPPEN IF YOUR MOM OR DAD READS THIS STUFF?
If I were a parent, not only would my kid never be allowed on this site again, but I would probably email Perry about this as well! I know that my mom, being very protective, would go to all lengths to eliminate this!
Speaking of Perry, I'm a little curious as to what he thinks of all this.
He makes a site for young writers to discuss writing, and what does he get?
Suicide, suicide, cutting, depression, emo, emo, emo!
Please don't misinterpret this; I know that these things exist in all our lives, but come on, guys.
There are eight-year-olds on this site.
And the guests could be even younger.
I just want to ask... can we please try, just a LITTLE bit, to preserve them?
Because what we do to the children who read these things... we are doing to the world. And to me, the world is full of depressed people enough already.
Surely I'm not the only one who wants a break from all these bad coping habits and pent-up emotions on what was supposed to be a writing site? The Golden Days of KidPub... they were certainly not like this, were they?
I'm going to go to bed... please don't be offended by this.
But honestly... I would like frank feedback on this. I'm simply offering up an idea, a suggestion that may make KidPub not only better but SAFER.
'Night.