Short Story #5

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   It's been a month since the last time I cut myself. On November 29 2015, I decided to stop cutting myself. The first few days were awfully tough. I remember that a lot of these were happening back then and I thought about cutting myself a lot. As days went by it became, little by little, easier. I had some good days, and I had some bad days. Most of those days I thought about cutting and I held that blade in my hands, right above my scars on my left thigh, but I stopped myself every time. Because I knew if I do it again, I might never quit. 

   I did quit cutting, but I learned something new. I still self-harm. I scratch my right wrist and arm. I never scratched deep enough to get to blood and I won't ever probably. Even though I didn't quit self-harm, I feel proud that I don't make myself bleed anymore. 

   A lot of things that helped me get those this month were, listening to music, watching youtube or a movie or something like that, chatting to a friend or lover, taking deep breaths and generally getting my mind off of cutting. 

   If you are someone struggling to quit cutting or self-harm, keep in mind that it is possible that you can quit. When I started to quit I went four days without it and then I did it again. :( But I just kept trying. Don't give up, keep trying, there is a way out of this terrible addiction.

   If you are trying to quit an addiction (not just cutting but in general), comment down below what is it and how many days or weeks or months you have been without it. :) I can't wait to read all of your beautiful comments and support you. <3


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