Why did you stop?

I was harming myself so bad , I had no friends and I was oppressed and scared to go out . And cutting was the only things that made me feel better :( I kept doing that till I got an eating disorder and i lost my whole weight so i got manyyy physical problems , one of them is that my body was healing the cuts very slowly so I had to stop because i got anexious that they won't heal and they will cause me troubles then ill have to go to the hospital or something and i really don't want anyone to know that i cut or see my scars . So that's all made me stop. I wish i got a professional help from the begin or at least some support I swear i wouldn't cut :"(

What stopped me was I didn

By starting to love myself

I stopped when I got out of my abusive relationship. I felt human again, and felt free. I started working for myself and only myself. I decided I wasn't going to let anyone, including myself, hurt me again.

Honestly I'm not sure I can say I've "stopped" cutting exactly. But I've been clean almost two months and feel the urge to cut far less often than I used to. For me it really wasn't anything major, I just realized as the weather warmed up I wouldn't be able to hide it anymore. I have scars on my thigh that won't allow me to wear shorts until I'm okay showing them, and I didn't want any more to have to hide. Meanwhile, I've been actively trying to find more support and better things to do when I feel like cutting that are less destructive like listening to loud metal music. Basically, I just came to a point where I knew that if I wanted to get myself to a somewhat normal place, I needed to not make the scars worse than they already were. I wish you the best and pray you'll find peace and alternate ways to express your grief.

I wanted to stop making bruises on my body all the time.

I dont think I ever stopped. One day i just resisted. It wasnt because i found a newfound sense of self-love or family or anything else. I was angry at myself and for some reason, that pushed me. I resisted the next day and the next day and the next and the next. I was angry at myself and for some reason spite seemed to be the straw that broke the camels back. Being spiteful might not have been the best motivator but by golly did it shove me to stop.

I wish what stopped me was positive but atleast it got me to stop. So my ex literally threatened to kill himself everytime I cut to try guilt me into stopping. Hes say if he ended up killing himself it was because of my cutting.

@kindlyhazel

I had just graduated high school at the time (2014), and I met my bf. It was part way into our first year of being together, he gave me an ultimatum to choose either cutting or him.

We're still together, gonna celebrate our 6th year anniversary this year, so I think you know what I chose. ;)

I still struggle with urges/thoughts, and have slipped here and there since (first time was Oct. 2019, so I was 100% clean for about 5 years), but I haven't full on relapsed, and I'm trying my best to not.

It may sound cliche, but I love him too much to hurt him like that. Also, the way I was headed, there's no way I would still be standing (well, technically i'm sitting right now) here if we hadn't met.