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Today is Self Injury Awareness Day.
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foreverdirt compiled. You should read what she has to say.
What do I think? I knew a girl in high-school who took self-harm to something of an extreme. And it's true that she had a lot to cope with, and maybe pulling out her eyelashes and marring her skin was at least as healthy as the ever popular alternative of frying her brain with cheap drugs. But it was painful to see, and I don't think I'll ever support that. I'll never support alcoholism and I'll never support narcotic abuse, either.
But. There have been a couple of times in my life when I have been angry, the sort of emotion that catches in your chest and freezes your mind, and if your hands aren't shaking you can almost imagine yourself capable of dispassionate thought. And so I separated myself from other people and went home, and found a nice flat wall and punched it until the sides of my hands were bruised and painful and something I could see. And it helped.
And that's all I can say.
And if, like me, you haven't heard before of such an occasion, here is a list of links which
foreverdirt compiled. You should read what she has to say.What do I think? I knew a girl in high-school who took self-harm to something of an extreme. And it's true that she had a lot to cope with, and maybe pulling out her eyelashes and marring her skin was at least as healthy as the ever popular alternative of frying her brain with cheap drugs. But it was painful to see, and I don't think I'll ever support that. I'll never support alcoholism and I'll never support narcotic abuse, either.
But. There have been a couple of times in my life when I have been angry, the sort of emotion that catches in your chest and freezes your mind, and if your hands aren't shaking you can almost imagine yourself capable of dispassionate thought. And so I separated myself from other people and went home, and found a nice flat wall and punched it until the sides of my hands were bruised and painful and something I could see. And it helped.
And that's all I can say.
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