May 2012
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Anonymous Story #22.
I haven’t been depressed since I was a little kid, or anything. I’m not an angsty teenager, I’m actually quite preppy and very happy around other people. I used to be genuinely happy, till I got my first boyfriend in ninth grade. He was sweet, and kind, and pretty cute, too.
I started dating him, and he didn’t push me or anything. Understood it was my first relationship, I guess. But as time...
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April 2012
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Anonymous asked: What's your personal blog?
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Anonymous Story #21.
All my life it seemed like I had it easy but its hard being the last of 4 kids. My half sister and half brother lived in australia and only saw them every second year. Imagine how hard it must of been to always have to say goodbye. My parents always worked, never really had the time to go play outside with me. And my brother who did live all the time at home with me, well we never got along and...
Just hit my next thousand.
I love you guys.
March 2012
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Anonymous asked: I know this blog is to help others, but clearly you need some help too. What's wrong?
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I cleared the inbox.
So if you need advice, ask off of anon please.
Hey everyone.
It’s me, Sarah, the old owner of this blog.
I’m back.
I got over a hundred messages on my personal blog asking me to please come back, because the blog went to shit when I left.
So here I am. I deleted everything that the last chick posted.
This blog wasn’t made for promos.
So here’s to continuing a blog based soley on helping you guys.
I love you all.
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Anonymous Story #20
When I was little, my mum was critically ill. She relapses a lot, and when she feels sick she gets angry. She hates when she screams at me, so she sends me to my grandma’s house. But my grandmother is horrible, and has heaps of mental issues herself. So when I panic over mum or what nan is saying, I scratch. I used to use dental picks, but it got to risky that they would be found. I...
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Anonymous Story #19
I haven’t always cut. I’ve been depressed for as long as I can remember. Being a homosexual has not helped me emotionally. The emotional abuse that I go through cannot be put into words. It’s embarrassing to try to explain to someone how I feel and why. So I’ve turned to cutting, as a way to cope. Maybe as a cry for help. I’m not exactly sure why I do it, but for the...
Guys, PLEASE.
Please stop asking me where you can get razors.
I get at least 10 asks about that everyday.
This blog wasn’t made to tell you to go cut.
So don’t ask me for advice on how to.
Please.
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I just want to apologize for not posting as much...
I’m sorry.
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Anonymous asked: do you not post ALL the stories?
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Anonymous Story #18.
I have been depressed since I was 9 years old. I have been self harming since I was 12. I am now a senior and this year was my breaking point. A night in November I was sitting in my room, just watching the blood pour from everywhere. I had carved fuck up into my arm and worthless onto my thigh in the midst of dozens of other scars. Without any rhyme or reason I just had an overwhelming urge to...
Anonymous asked: Are You A Self Harmer? Or are you here to help others?
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I don't look the way pretty girls look.
cataclysmic-impulsivity:
I don’t have that bright, perfect smile. I don’t have hair that falls perfectly without a care. I don’t have a cute little nose, or a flawless complexion. And I definetely don’t have a great body like those other girls do.
I wish I did, but I just simply don’t. So what could you possibly find “cute” about me? You must be either lying, or just trying to make me...
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So, tumblr has a new policy, and they're going to... →
Sometimes when I'm bored, I go on my follower's...
And you’re all so beautiful. It’s quite a shame.
Anonymous asked: where can you submit a longer story that goes over the character limit for an ask?:/
Take a good look at yourself.
What do you see? Most of you would probably say “failure, worthless, destroyed” etc. Or point out your scars. But you know what? I see a beautiful, young individual who can get through anything. Let me guess. You self-harm. You’re a cutter. Or a burner. Or a scratcher. Now ask yourself. Why? Step away from the cliche answers like “It’s my escape”, or...
February 2012
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Anonymous Story #17.
My life was perfect than when i was 10 my mom died, I’m 14 now. before then my life was great. I didn’t have any drama or problems. put as soon as she died everything I did was wrong. I got yelled at by my dad, my brother moved out and got married. My sister moved out and went to college now im stuck with my dad who expects everything from me. He calls me fat and worthless. When I go to school I...
A lot of people said they didn't like the theme,...
What do you guys think?
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Anonymous asked: Can I ask something privately, without you telling me "No, don't do it", or something of the like?
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Like if you self-harm, and reblog if you're there...
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My story.
At first sight, I have a perfect life. Perfect family, perfect friends, perfect grades, perfect boyfriend.. Everything. People seem to forget that the word ‘perfect’ is an abstract adjective. Every person sees through different eyes. What’s perfect to me, might just be sick to someone else. Each reality is different than other… And people seem to be forgetting that.
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Anonymous asked: do you cut or starve yourself??
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Anonymous Story #16.
My life has not been perfect, far from it and I know their are others who have been through worse but when I was at my lowest point death became my friend. In fact not just my friend but my best friend my only support. I sat there in the pitch dark, angry at the world, angry at everything. I wanted to scream for help but no one would listen, no one understood what it felt like. Every waking moment...
Anonymous asked: Is scratching considered self-harm as well if the reasons behind the scratching are the same for why people cut?
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Hit 2,000 followers last night.
Thank you guys so fucking much.
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Anonymous Story #15.
They don’t understand. They can’t understand. They’ll never understand.
My friends reasons for me to stop cutting:
It does no good
You’ll regret the scars
You’re hurting us too
It’s a really bad thing to do. You can do something else to stop the pain.
Well you know what?
It does do good. It stops the pain. It stops the tears.
Did you ever think that maybe my scars are...
I'm going to be posting a lot in the next couple...