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painpaingoaway
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- Sep 16, 2023
- 23
Welp, title says it all. I relapsed to cutting myself after 4 or 5 years clean. I had promised my wife I wouldn't cut myself any longer after she heard me faint in the bathroom after accidentally cutting my arm too deeply, but I had to break this promise.
I'm under the most pressure I ever felt in my life. I have a load of responsibilities at work, we're building our house, we have a little child who demands an insane effort and I feel guilty for absolutely every thing that goes wrong.
If my wife is feeling tired, I feel like I'm not doing enough; if I have problems at my job I feel like a huge fraus; if we have some unforeseen event in the construction I feel extremely anxious with money.
With all this pressure, the suicidal thoughts came back dialed to 11. But this time I don't want to KMS, I want to be well for my wife and kid.
I got back onto therapy and next week I have an appoitment with my psychiatrist to get back on meds. But it's not my first rodeo, I know they take a while to start working.
The only way I found to deal with the thoughts is to cut myself. But since I have to hide it, I can't risk having to get stitches, and I've been doing dozens of shallow cuts in my upper thighs, enough for shedding some blood.
It feels so good, almost a sexual pleasure, but I feel ashamed of breaking the promise. Due to this, I'm cutting even more, because I might have to stop anytime. I never cut myself so much as I'm doing now.
I feel a bit ashamed but I have to silence these thougths. I'm afraid that they might make me act on impulse
I'm under the most pressure I ever felt in my life. I have a load of responsibilities at work, we're building our house, we have a little child who demands an insane effort and I feel guilty for absolutely every thing that goes wrong.
If my wife is feeling tired, I feel like I'm not doing enough; if I have problems at my job I feel like a huge fraus; if we have some unforeseen event in the construction I feel extremely anxious with money.
With all this pressure, the suicidal thoughts came back dialed to 11. But this time I don't want to KMS, I want to be well for my wife and kid.
I got back onto therapy and next week I have an appoitment with my psychiatrist to get back on meds. But it's not my first rodeo, I know they take a while to start working.
The only way I found to deal with the thoughts is to cut myself. But since I have to hide it, I can't risk having to get stitches, and I've been doing dozens of shallow cuts in my upper thighs, enough for shedding some blood.
It feels so good, almost a sexual pleasure, but I feel ashamed of breaking the promise. Due to this, I'm cutting even more, because I might have to stop anytime. I never cut myself so much as I'm doing now.
I feel a bit ashamed but I have to silence these thougths. I'm afraid that they might make me act on impulse