for me anyways . it gave me this sense of power , hope , and fabulous pain . its sick actually . but i loved it . my arm was always scared from my wrist to my elbow . . . nobody knew until my friend found out and she cried so much . i felt bad and even though i told her i wasnt gonna do it anymore . i still did , i was just more careful about it . you know so nobody noticed but me . it started getting out of hand . and things got difficult . i lost control and it became a habit . my mom saw it once when i was in the hospital for dehydration. the little scars like stairs going up . one by one over lapping others . she looked at me and i cant forget the look she gave me . was it hate ? pain ? or maybe an "im sorry" i dont know but i felt horrible . i got help . i switched to rubber bands and later completely stopped .
IF I DID IT . SO CAN YOU . <3