Cutting Keeps Me Alive

To start off, I struggle with bipolar disorder, borderline personality disorder, as well as depression.It sounds like an impossible combination or something got mis-diagnosed but I have several different chemical deficiencies that have caused all of this that I was born with and have worsened because of concussions I believe.
Because of having to deal with all of this along with trying to manage school and a full time job as well as being the oldest of six kids, if I don't let out stress somehow, I WILL end up killing myself, it's happened once (my parents stopped me after notification from a close friend).Cutting is the most effective way that I have found that relieves just enough of the stress to make it through the day.I haven't cut for probably a year and a half but recently it has come back and there are a few new scars unfortunately.
I am a true cutter in that I can be in my room bleeding one second and then walking out to a group of friends who wouldn't know that anything was wrong with me emotionally or mentally at all.I have seen a couple postings talking about how so many people have changed it into an act for attention (ya, all who do it are attention whores, you don't know how shitty life can REALLY get) and that is not something that I do.I started cutting back in middle school, I am now a freshman in college, and it was something that not even people who I called my "friends" knew about.I use the term "friend" lightly because I've only really had two and they have both since left.
I am starting up again tonight after things have been sliding for so long and nothing else (including meds) that I have tried has worked, so why fix what isn't broken?
All the counseling and medication in the world can't do anything to help the pain and total hopelessness that I have to fight through every single day, from the time I put my head on the pillow till the time I open my eyes in the morning is the only time that I truly am thankful for because it is a place of non-existance for me.From the moment I wake up I am thrown into a world with no reason to live.
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Barnabas
Cynic, what the fuck is your problem? Better yet, I'll tell your pathetic ass what it is. It took all of twenty seconds MAYBE of looking at your profile to see what a pathetic fuck up you really are. You have no life except apparently to sit on your fat ass all day and post useless rude shit on peoples posts. Today alone your first comment was at 12:58 or something like that and scrolling all the way up the page the most recent one was about 5 minutes ago. To add to all of this, you have not posted a single fucking thing. It is so fucking pathetic to see total wastes of human life like you. You have absolutely no self esteem. You are a fucking coward who doesn't amount to shit in life so you take it out on random people online on a site that promotes sharing problems to see what others have to say to help. You, however, take the opportunity of people being open and honest about their problems to make fun of them and just be a total dick. Seriously, grow up and grow a pair you pathetic waste of life. It might actually make you feel better if instead of posting useless bull shit on peoples posts to write up some posts of your own and how you really have no self confidence or self esteem and have to sink to the lowest levels possible to try and make your life feel worth something. Fuck you.
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Barnabas
Probably a troll, definitely an attention whore.
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Cynic
HAD friends. I have gone deep only a couple times. I replaced quality depth with quantity. I would usually cover my arm with shallow slices
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Barnabas
I cut 2 ..sometimes deep..sometimes it doesnt even bleed..i just do..at least u have friends..im just so lonely
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