My Stepdad Asked Me To Touch Him

I was 10 years old and never had much of a good start to life. My dad always beat my mum black and blue. I’d watched him slash her with a knife and once he tried to hang her with a rope, she was cut down by ambulance men who attended. He even held a [...]

Self-Harming Story; I Finally Feel Ready To Talk

 I am getting better. “There is a light and it never goes out”. I Just want to take the time to share my roller coaster self harming ride with you all. I finally feel ready to talk more openly about it all. Self-Harming Story; I Finally Feel Ready To Talk;  So from the age of 15 I [...]

I Felt So Ugly I Would Cut Myself

My name is Arriebelle. I was born premature. I was also born with a disability called 22Q. I was not able to walk or talk until I was (4) My dad was in & out of my life, mostly out . I could not breath so well I had to have heart surgery . I almost [...]

Cutting Up; I Was Given A Razor Blade & Shown What To Do

Self harming, cutting up, bloodletting, tearing up, slashing. All names for drawing blood with a object on your body. In medical circles its widely thought to be attention seeking, and is treated as such which means the root cause and the underlying problem are not dealt with and so the self harm continues. I was [...]

Releasing An Emotion That Is So Great; Self-Harm

  I find the topic of self harm difficult to talk about even though I have not done it for 8 months now. I started when I was 16 and taking my exams. I was an unhappy teenager, over weight and not very popular and took my pain out on myself. From then on it [...]

Self Harm Safely Book

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I am in the process of writing  my How To Self Harm Safely book and wanted to ask that if you have any questions about self-harming that you would like to see covered in the book or any suggestions then please just let me know so I can include them I am also hoping to [...]

Twitter Helped Me To Stop Self Harming

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Who would have thought that Twitter would be the technique I would use to stop self harming? I sat alone on a balcony in Bondi, Sydney in November I held the burning hot end of my cigarette against the area between my thumb and finger I felt the pain flood through my body. I did not feel relief I felt guilt. [...]

Why Do I Cut Myself?

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  Many self-harmers do not even realise that what they do is self-harming.   Why do I cut myself? Have you ever questioned why you do it? It is normal to feel angry and believe that you deserve to be punished. Once you have cut yourself you may well then face feelings of guilt and [...]

Kicking Self Harm Guide

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Kicking Self Harm Guide At the beginning of December, I reached a large milestone, a milestone I’d never reached before. I managed to not self harm for a whole two years. For me, that’s a massive achievement. I started to self harm in September 2002 when I was 14 years old and although I can’t [...]

#CutForBieber Trending On Twitter – Twitter Needs To Act

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  ***TRIGGER WARNING –  REAL SELF-HARM IMAGES***   I was somewhat disturbed when I logged into Twitter this evening and thought there was something in the air when I saw my Twitter stream displaying various pictures of arms sliced open and blood trickling into sinks! Gossip site TMZ released photos of Justin Bieber purportedly smoking a joint. There [...]

I Poured Boiling Water And Pasta Over My Hand

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Thoughts of self harm fill my head,its like a whirlpool of thoughts and urges Its uncontrollable But I can’t,I must resist, my kids ask questions, my husband checks me daily, at least once. He thinks I don’t notice, he’ll eye my thighs in the bath, he’ll scrutinize my arms as I dress ,I know what [...]

I Keep My Self-Harming Kit In My Boot – A Dads Heartbreaking Story

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I remember it like it was yesterday the knife cutting my arm at the top so even a t shirt would cover it, wow it felt so good the blood trickling down my arm.  I kept cutting the same place over and over when thing got too much for me, I was 13 Now I [...]

I Started To Self-Harm At 14

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I Started To Self-Harm At 14 I was 14 when I first started to self-harm to stop the pain, I was not like the other girls in school, I wasn’t popular and I only had a small group of friends, which I loved dearly. I wore a lot of eyeliner and had my hair dyed [...]

Self-Harming Became My Escape

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  I began self-harming in 2007 at the age of fifteen. There are a few reasons why I began to self-harm, such as a physical attack which tipped me over the age as I felt vulnerable, dirty. I was struggling to cope with the loss of my grandmother who was like a second mother to me, [...]

Self-Harm Seemed A Great Idea I Started Biting My Arms

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  Self-harming seemed an ideal solution to a young girl who had witnessed her mother self-harm to cope, she gave it a try but when cutting herself to shreds seemed a little too raw, she found another solution.   My Self-Harm Story; I was 13 when I first self-harmed. I was really struggling with life [...]

Depression; I Took A Knife To My Wrists

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  The first time I remember being depressed I was at that age of 18. I had been in a relationship with my now fiancé but we were going through a rough patch and had split up. I didn’t know I was depressed at the time, all I remember is feeling so down and the [...]

Postnatal Depression; I stopped taking my antidepressants

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  Postnatal depression came into my life and changed the way  felt towards my baby, in time I did get help and just when things seemed to be improving I stopped taking my antidepressants and the depression caught me and I fell into a trap.   Postnatal Depression;I stopped taking my antidepressants I had my [...]

Self-Harming Helped Me Cope; I Poured Boiling Water Over My Arm

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  Self-harming became a way to cope for me, when cutting my arms was not giving me what I craved I turned to more extreme measures.   My Self-Harming Story: I grew up in a family that was poor, my dad was an alcoholic and my mum’s boyfriend used to beat her. She was wrapped [...]