My Story of Self-Harm

This story starts off with a stupid boy and a manipulative girl. Allow me to describe the boy in fuller detail: This boy is the stupidest boy you will ever meet and his existence has absolutely no purpose at all, while he has also felt this the manipulative girl confirmed it. The first day was a mistake, every time was a mistake but the first day was especially. She had cut herself for some reason a fight or something stupid as everything in this relationship was something stupid. The fight was over and she had cut herself, she cut his initials into her but did not finish. She said she was going to finish the initials and he told her he did not want her to, and why would he? He loved her. He told her, being as stupid as he was, that if she finished the initials he would cut himself.

She, being the selfish little manipulative bitch she is finished it anyways. He took out his shaving razor and slit his wrist with the precession blade. This was the first time he had ever cut and he swore to never do it again, but this stupid boy had a habit of breaking his promises. He confided in his friends and his mother found out he cried for hours and was forced to dump her. A few days later, being the retarded piece of shit he is, he took her back. The fighting continued and the cutting started again, eventually she cheated on him and dumped him.

From then on he cut nonstop everyday only stopping when he no longer had room on his wrist legs stomach chest and sometimes face. The next two years past by in blur with only a couple of significant memories. The first time he almost died for example, 2 years later he has no clue what caused it but he will never forget the hour after that, the scars won't let him. Imagine a bomb going off in your face, that’s what it was like. His vision faded and he could barely see, it was so dark, he was so scared. His ears started ringing and he kept retching like he was about to throw up but as he also had a problem with eating there was nothing in his stomach to throw up. He made his way downstairs it took a few seconds but it felt like hours. He opened his refrigerator because he was so hot. He sat in it and bled out into the refrigerator for around an hour with his parents in the next room watching a movie. He will never know why he did this, but he will never forget it. The one time this stupid boy needed to be smart he actually managed it, he ripped up and old shirt and bandaged himself the best he could. If it was not for this shirt he would be dead.

He thought he finally overcame his cutting after that but he was sadly mistaken and has incidents every few months. The uncertainty scares him, he doesn't know if he will ever be done with it.