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I was a cutter. Mostly during my first years in college when my bipolar was out of control as well as my drug abuse. I cut my thighs where no one would see. One night I was out at the bar with a friend and my friend told me to look at my thigh, I was bleeding through my blue jeans. For some reason, that was one of the signs for me to GET HELP.
I agree cutting is extremely addicting, especially when you already have co-existing addictions. Plus a mental disorder. People do not believe that to be true, but I know it is.
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