Tag Archives: Cutting

How to beat Borderline Personality Disorder

Since the start of my blogging journey, I have hoped that my posts have made a difference to someone, no matter how small. I always wonder whether people take the time to read my long rambling posts, as I try to explain different specific situations, and my sometimes long and complex reactions to them. I […]

One year today NO CUTTING! But how do you deal with things when your original coping mechanisms are not open to you?

For the past six months, I would class myself as being in recovery from Borderline. To a large extent, I no longer meet the criteria in the DSM-IV although I may sometimes display habits or quirks that are reminiscent of my past disorder. I still struggle with maintaining relationships, reading people using their body language […]

Self harm scars and children *Triggering picture of old scars*

I need some advice. On Sunday I am meeting James’s nephew, who is 6. Obviously, I have scars which are mainly on my left arm, and some are pretty bad keloid scars. I asked James what he wanted me to say if his nephew asked about them, and he told me it was up to […]

Please don’t cut – A song

May not be to everyone’s taste but I related to the lyrics and you may do too. Worth a listen 🙂

Meeting new people and other ponderings

I have previously discussed this topic here and reading all your comments has pretty much helped me decide on how to go forward. Basically, I have a blind date with a man tomorrow night. He seems lovely – we have lots in common, his pictures look good (so it’s not really totally blind but I’ve […]

Why is the National Health Service so bad?

I know I should be grateful that in this country we get free healthcare (although when you think about it it isn’t completely free as we pay for it through taxes) but I am starting to feel completely let down by the NHS. I had an appointment this afternoon with a psychiatrist but Karen the […]

Can’t fight the urge to cut? Read this.

Last night when I got home, I was in a terrible state. I had had a rough morning at work, being told that there was to be a ‘big meeting’ at work on monday and feeling terrified about all the confrontation that that might incur. Then, at 3pm I left the office to show my […]