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[rebeccawonteat]

Apparently three years of therapy hasn't been able to stop me self-harming.

I was doing so fucking good; my scars were fading, I was able to shave without mutilating my body, I didn't feel the need to bleed in order to feel better. But now, it's all I can fucking think about. I am totally consumed by my reckless lifestyle. I don't really care though

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[shadowbaby4]

I still want to cut sometimes, and pretty intensely, too. Most of the time I can manage not to, but only because I still have my eating disorder to hang on to. I can't imagine a time when I'll be able to function without those coping skills. They're such a huge part of who I am.

Hugs. I care. I know that anonymous-online-friend kind of caring doesn't really mean much, but still.

[rebeccawonteat]

*Hugs back*, thank you.
Au contraire! It's comforting having someone to relate and talk to, especially when aforementioned person knows what I'm going through. I hope you're feeling relatively good, mon cher.