Hers my story
A while ago I was really depressed and I hated my life. I wanted to die real bad. I was only ten years old. i guess i was going through that phase where you arent a teen yet but not a litttle kid anymore. so i took it out by stabbing my arm with a nedle, just shallowly so i only drew a small pearl of blood. but once i got loads of blood, and found i liked it. the cuts were causing bruises all over my arms and people were noticing, so instead i started using the side of a needle and scratching it back and forth so the skin was really sore and red. then one day i looked at myself and i was disgusted with what i saw. i stopped and now i'm really getting back on track. i can still remember that washed out, empty of any emotion feeling. i just want to say to anyone who self harms, it is a really bad thing to do and i strongly advise you to get help. you can hav a life, u can be happy. try it
