Gosh, I have to agree with Bauhaus. You strike me as the type of person that never shuts up. No one is going to read a short essay on your life story. Give it up.

thanx y'all

her loversandfriends have you ever heard of the enter key, and tab key? they create paragraphs, use them.

If I was your teacher I wouldnt even read what you wrote I'd give you an F until you gave me something I can understand.


Cutters need help, if help doesnt work please kill youself.

So...cutting. Yea..I've been cutting myself since I was 13. Why? A lot of reasons. Mainly I have an identical twin sister named Sierra. For some reason I feel as though I'm lower than her. Obviously, a lot of pressure is put between us. We compete for parents attention since they travel all the time and we only see them maybe once a month if that. We compete in school to see who can get the best GPA. Teachers can't really tell us apart at all so we have to compete with grades and other stuff to be noticed. Dance is the one place I feel safe...although we have both been dancing since we were 2, I have stuck through it thick and thin. She has also danced for the past 15 years but she doesn't have the drive to practice like I do. I don't feel the need to compete at all on that level. Along with that, rumors spread like wildfire in my school. The main source of them? Me. When I was 10 I went to a birthday party for some 8th grade boys at our school. Obviously, the boys never have innocent intentions when they're that age and invite girls over. I eagerly went along knowing it would give the edge over Sierra in school and ended up doing some sexual things. I always ended up feeling used and alone but would move on to the next guy to fill that void. Rumors would always spread about me and who I was with and what I was doing with them. While it made me extremely popular, I had never felt more alone. Sierra had basically told me to stop doing the sexual things or she wouldn't accept me in with her friends. My friends Steffani and Ally had been there for me but they too were in the same shape as me. Boys wanted us. It made us feel good. When you're 13 you don't realize that they're just using you. It's just what you do with boys. I would start relationships with them. One of them even abused me because I didn't want to have sex with him. Feeling alone and all that crap I started cutting at 13. I didn't know what else to do. I would go to my nannies (remember my parents weren't home) and tell them something was wrong and they'd tell me to deal with it by myself. Allz had started cutting and told me how relieving it was. Her being one of my best friends I figured she was right. I started doing it and found that she was right. It seemed odd for me to start that, which is why no one really caught on. I am the biggest baby when it comes to blood and pain. No one thought I'd ever inflict this on myself. However the cuts became more and more severe and eating disorders led to cuts on my stomach and other places that the stories just didn't add up. After I had attempted suicide when I was 14 people finally realized that the cuts weren't just from stupid excuses I had made up. They were real. I was put through programs and sent to a therapist. It was all crap to me. It went right over my head. I would pretend to go along and then go home and bang my arm against hte wall or something to get some sort of pain. But I couldn't overcome the sense of relief that came when I cut and bled. As sick as that sounds, there is a sense of great relief that goes over you as you go through this. I am with a guy now that means the world to me. He has stuck with me through ALL of this. He takes the time to sit down and listen. He has taught me to open up. He hugs me, comforts my fears (and yes that includes several things), and never lets me forget how much I mean to him. While I still struggle to hold back from cutting, I find it easier with this support. Jon has taught me to love when I didn't know how. I admit that I still do cut at times but it's getting better. The best thing you can do for your friend is to LISTEN. Don't talk, just listen. Don't shove facts in her face. Just let her get it out. Be willing ot wake up at 2 or 3 or 4 AM when she needs someone to cry to. Be willing to go to her when she feels like she can't go on. Offer her that hug. Let her know she's not alone. If she makes threats on her life, take them seriously. Just be there for her like no other. It'll take a lot of work but trust me..it does work...I hope it helps...
~Serena~

i agree with risika do not tell her what to do. If youve never cut yourself you don't know how it feels and never will ( I don't recomend it it leaves nasty scars to remind you) Just try listening to her sometimes thats all aa person needs.

I'm a cutter and I haven't stopped. I cut because of my rage (not anger, rage), my parents who hate me, friends, depression, life, suicide, school, college, future, everything. It all collides in my head. When I get rid of one problem, another starts. It's a never ending battle with myself. If you want your friend to stop cutting, she has to do it herself. It has to be her choice because it's her battle that she's fighting. You can't make her stop. I wish I could help you more, but the only advice I can give is: Talk to her. Listen to her feelings, her thoughts. Don't tell her what to do, or that you know how she feels. Because chances are, you have no idea how she feels. Just try listening to her talk, see if you can help her in anyway. Never tell anyone what you discuss, that's losing her trust. If she confides in you, just listen. Take it slow. She needs you right now probably more than anyone else, and you don't want to lose that.