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support · 7 years ago
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Everything Okay?
If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone. There are many support services that are here to help. 
If you are located in the United States, consider reaching out to the National Alliance on Mental Illness HelpLine.
If you are located in the United Kingdom, The Mix is here to help you with any challenge you are facing.  Reach out online, on social or through their free and confidential helpline.
If you are reading this from in any other country in Europe,  Mental Health Europe has compiled a list of helplines and other resources in your country. 
For more resources, please visit our Counseling & Prevention Resources page for a list of services that may be able to help.
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convoy914 · 9 minutes ago
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We wanna play that game, insert a third perspective in here? (Something from another website, don’t worry about it) I cut my arm CONSTANTLY because I’m fully convinced that that’s the ONLY thing preventing things from getting even WORSE. It’s not been scab free in half a year and it will CONTINUE like that because I don’t know what else to do. And look, I’m reluctant to post this cause I’m afraid it’ll come off as guilt-trippy. I don’t want that. I just want to prove the point that I GET it, to myself at least
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phantom-rin · 19 minutes ago
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I was months clean and then I snapped
i thought I was ok
why can’t I just be ok
im sorry I let you all down and started hurting myself again, I’m so fucking sorry
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assesgrass · 20 minutes ago
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tw // self harm & recovery
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i am 4 years self harm free today ❤️‍🩹
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tcysoldiers · 20 minutes ago
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@slaeyers​ : 'i don’t want you to be alone.' sanemi for juro! xoxo
𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒  𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍’𝐓  𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓  𝐇𝐈𝐌  𝐀𝐒    much as they do. They shouldn’t, they absolutely fucking shouldn’t, but they do. Maybe it’s because those words are being said by the one person that broke their way past the bony cage of his chest and sliced deeply into his heart. Or whatever that is left of it after his transformation.
Perhaps he’ll have the slayer carve him open just to check and see if it’s still there, still beating. Maybe then he’ll get the courage to speak his feelings. He’d be able to hand his heart over physically, all aflutter, and tell him that this is what Sanemi does to it every time they see each other. Juro would do so in a heartbeat, never once flinching away from the idea of plunging a knife into his skin.
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But the words from the slayer plunge deeper than any knife could. Hitting a nerve that placates him, causes his eyes to suddenly grow teary around the edges, that he has to quickly wipe on the sleeves of his yukata before the other gets a chance to see. How long has he waited to hear that?
Juro hides it all behind one of his careful smiles, the one that looks too big on his face and closes his eyes slightly. “ Hah, ” His voice is shakier than he wanted it to be. His hands tighten into fists underneath his sleeves to keep himself composed. “ Getting soft on me now, are you? ” He keeps the usual amusement in his tone, but it doesn’t last long, he no longer able to keep up the charade. “ I’ve always been alone. It’s all I have. ”
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qqueerdearr · 34 minutes ago
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this is just a note to myself that I needed to put somewhere.
I'm going to stay alive. it's not going to be like this forever. and even if something terrible happens my life will still be good and fulfilling.
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thehugwizard · 37 minutes ago
for that nonny
https://recoversuggestions.tumblr.com/post/180180663067/things-to-do-instead-of-self-harming-part-2-part
https://recoversuggestions.tumblr.com/post/173908311695/things-to-do-instead-of-self-harming-wax-your-legs
https://imdrowninginmymindalone.tumblr.com/post/616196289767636992/my-shrink-did-you-try-a-different-coping
found these for them
Oooh thank ye rambler, much appreciated
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thehugwizard · 39 minutes ago
heyo! have you seen that masterpost of "things to do instead of self harm"? cause i've been looking for it for a while cause i forgot to save it :(
(this isn't meant to worry you, I've got other coping mechanisms and I'm not going to s/h right now)
I havent, sorry dude, but i will keep my eyes out for it
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japanesespytranscript · 41 minutes ago
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really I would have liked to never self harm ever but yknow that would have been unlikely, but why cutting, nothing makes you feel worthless garbage as quickly as looking at scars does, fucking hate it
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thehugwizard · 49 minutes ago
secret ig: i have never told anyone about the one time i SH 'd and i think about it daily seeing my wrists, it should fade as it was around 2 weeks ago.
Oh jeez! Im sorry dude
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barnesplums · an hour ago
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for some it's just a number, for me it's a constant struggle every day
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qittyy666 · an hour ago
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I got new razors
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askmommydearestfnf · an hour ago
Miranda your a nice person (or demon). I know you are mad right now. It's okay. I've felt that way in some occasions. The results of those occasions was harming others and myself. I really don't want to see doing that mistake I did.
hheehoo lets not. bring up s/h, thank you.
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heavy-dirtysoul · an hour ago
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Riaffiora tutto come se niente se ne fosse mai andato. Piango davanti al cibo. Urlo davanti allo specchio. E muoio sulla bilancia. Lì ci lascio pezzi di me, ogni volta che mi peso. Cerco di tagliarli via e non vederli mai più, incidendo sulla mia pelle. Ma il grasso non va via, rimane con me e lo farà per sempre. Anche quando il contatore arriverà a zero ed io sarò morta.
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morbid-little-mindset · an hour ago
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I was in the shower and I stared at my tiny scar, so small it was barely there, and smiled. It gave me a rush of joy, knowing it was there. I wonder how happy I'd get if I had more?
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tckenbythesky · an hour ago
28 .   a  kiss  over  a  scar .
BASOREXIA | accepting          ( @benreillyscarletspider )
          Things had been progressing quite nicely between them, to the point where Lou almost allowed herself to feel happy without the guilty and other complications that came along with that. Almost.
She’d been off for a few days, as was common for her around this time of the year, but she tried not to show it or let on. Ben, of course, picked up on it, but was wise enough not to press her, going along with her on the roller coaster that was her moods as of late. She’d been pretending well enough, she supposed; things were still flirty, fun overall, and the sex... Frequent and just as good. It could last only so long though.
After a particularly passionate tryst on her living room floor, the pair lay sprawled out there, attempting to catch their respective breaths. Lou felt a bit far away for a moment, drifting off in thought, only brought back when Ben took her hand. Her eyes focused just as he examined the large, bright scar on her wrist. She watched his brows furrow, in confusion, maybe in anger, she wasn’t sure, and when he glanced at her, her gaze fell. Before she could pull away, his lips brushed against mark and her eyes snapped back up to look his way, wide only for a moment.
“Hey---” He began to say when her wrist slipped from his grasp.
“Ben, don’t. Just... Don’t.” She didn’t want him to ask the question she knew was right there. She didn’t want to explain. Instead, she sat up, pushed her hair from her face, and moved to start collecting the clothes they’d thrown around the room, wanting to cover up as quickly as possible.
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