Dear Cutting,


Thank you for being such a great friend.
Thank you for always being there for me.
Thank you for helping me out when I couldn’t continue on my own…

I’m sorry, though, because I don’t need you anymore, Cutting.



I don’t want this type of help that you give me. I don’t want to hide in a dark bathroom anymore while people are outside laughing. I want to be one of the ones who laugh.



I don’t have the time to give to you anymore, and you are too greedy, you keep wanting more and more time.



I am all grown up now, and yet you make me feel like a frightened little child. Swimming through tidal waves isn’t good enough for me anymore, I want to learn how to fly.  See, I have discovered that you’re not just an anti-anxiety pill…I have discovered that you are also a very dangerous one.

You are eating away my insides, taking away what little control that I have, and I can’t afford to lose anything more that belongs to me.



I don’t need what you give me, because what you are taking away from me is even more important to me.

 

2 Comments
  1. revealed65 13 years ago

    i am glad you don’t need to resort to this, because it really is senseless. my prayers are with you to continue on this safe path.

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  2. derbycounty 13 years ago

    Thanks for posting this poem, This could be my poem to I been free from cutting for 2 months now and am feeling good, glad your cutting has decreased and keep this blog on your page for a while to remind you of the positive thinking you doing. Take care stella

    Ps sorry that your mood was lonley when you wrote it (((Huggs)))

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