Being Emo / Cutting

No one seems to understand the difference between the two.

There are two kinds of emos honestly, people who do it for style or attention and people who legitimately have the psychological disorder or are in a deep state of depression.
Cutting yourself is of course, no solution.

You are completely correct, I have been through a few people that committed suicide and/or attempted it. They had problems, they needed help and I will remember that to this day I could be the one to save a life. It's tough, a kid shot himself in the head for bullying. To fake being depressed for attention is horrible, people who actually need help deserve the attention. If
You see an eom kid as you call them, talk to them ask them what's wrong, you could plant a beautiful flower and watch it change overtime.

I was a cutter for 4 years of my youth, i cut several times a week, i cut the bottoms of my feet because the WHITE pain was amazing. It was quite the release, i started at my feet and gradually made my way up to my legs, that was pretty difficult at first i have always had beastly hairy legs. Then my thighs that white pain again was intoxicating, it wasn't for pleasure it was for a release once you experience the white you will understand. It takes you away from this universe and places you somewhere far far away. I then moved up to my stomach and chest, i quickly moved up to my arms and hands, then onto my neck and face, yes my face. This became an issue when i went to deep on my neck one day and i had to get medical treatment. Which in turn led to my being admitted to a mental hospital AGAINST my will.

I would then go on to endure two years of terrifying therapy, where i was forced to relive what had happened to me. The flash cards, the memory games, the hypnosis, the medications, the 4 point restraints, the mattress lying in the middle of the room with no frame just on the floor. All of it was just horrible, then to have to watch videos of terrible terrible things, this was my therapy? All in all my cutting led to something far far worse than what i had been doing to myself. So i learned how to suppress my anger, my hurt, my emotions which has done little to nothing for me today accept teach me how to be an "emotional wall" failed past relationships failed jobs until i learned that i could cut in private and as long as i told no one and chose my locations with precision i could once again embrace the WHITE. Now i live a much much healthier life, i am married with 5 kids, i have a home and a job. All in all ones perception on cutting is just an opinion, unless you yourself are a fully functioning cutter.

I am 14 and I was classified as 'emo' from about 11-Now Maybe?? I guess it started from the bullying and then the emo-ness(??) started to call more bullies, I was really happy as a young child... but in my teenage years i've been depressed and my emotions are flared.. I regret the cutting, back then it was a relief, but now... I'm just wondering why it helped me so much. I think therapy really helped also, in fact i'm still in therapy for the depression and anxiety. I dont think I was that 'dark' stereotype, I was always trying to look at the bright side but then it was miles away. I never really wanted to die, I just wanted to never have to go in public I'm just a guy that loves to be alone.. although there are some people I would just give up without.

Well, most people still consider me emo... but I feel like I have 2 different 'me's in my body, one is really depressed (The 'Emo') and then the other one is just annoyingly happy.. and together, they make me Dexus (Would have put my real name here, but... there could be some creepy fucks on here).

I was a cutter for 4 years of my youth, i cut several times a week, i cut the bottoms of my feet because the WHITE pain was amazing. It was quite the release, i started at my feet and gradually made my way up to my legs, that was pretty difficult at first i have always had beastly hairy legs. Then my thighs that white pain again was intoxicating, it wasn't for pleasure it was for a release once you experience the white you will understand. It takes you away from this universe and places you somewhere far far away. I then moved up to my stomach and chest, i quickly moved up to my arms and hands, then onto my neck and face, yes my face. This became an issue when i went to deep on my neck one day and i had to get medical treatment. Which in turn led to my being admitted to a mental hospital AGAINST my will.

I would then go on to endure two years of terrifying therapy, where i was forced to relive what had happened to me. The flash cards, the memory games, the hypnosis, the medications, the 4 point restraints, the mattress lying in the middle of the room with no frame just on the floor. All of it was just horrible, then to have to watch videos of terrible terrible things, this was my therapy? All in all my cutting led to something far far worse than what i had been doing to myself. So i learned how to suppress my anger, my hurt, my emotions which has done little to nothing for me today accept teach me how to be an "emotional wall" failed past relationships failed jobs until i learned that i could cut in private and as long as i told no one and chose my locations with precision i could once again embrace the WHITE. Now i live a much much healthier life, i am married with 5 kids, i have a home and a job. All in all ones perception on cutting is just an opinion, unless you yourself are a fully functioning cutter.

But what was your reasoning for cutting my friend? I am sorry those awe full things happened but I would really like to know :(

A few of my friends cut, but they don't let anyone know. I don't think that people showing everyone that they cut are anything more than attention seekers..

A few of my friends cut, but they don't let anyone know. I don't think that people showing everyone that they cut are anything more than attention seekers..

Yea... Lately its become a trend. Puts the people with real struggles to waste.

Exactly @Dexus.. I hate that..

I think a lot of originally unpopular things have become trends now.. Cutting included :/...

This is all very true. That's why I have HIGH concerns for this topic.

I was a cutter for 4 years of my youth, i cut several times a week, i cut the bottoms of my feet because the WHITE pain was amazing. It was quite the release, i started at my feet and gradually made my way up to my legs, that was pretty difficult at first i have always had beastly hairy legs. Then my thighs that white pain again was intoxicating, it wasn't for pleasure it was for a release once you experience the white you will understand. It takes you away from this universe and places you somewhere far far away. I then moved up to my stomach and chest, i quickly moved up to my arms and hands, then onto my neck and face, yes my face. This became an issue when i went to deep on my neck one day and i had to get medical treatment. Which in turn led to my being admitted to a mental hospital AGAINST my will.

I would then go on to endure two years of terrifying therapy, where i was forced to relive what had happened to me. The flash cards, the memory games, the hypnosis, the medications, the 4 point restraints, the mattress lying in the middle of the room with no frame just on the floor. All of it was just horrible, then to have to watch videos of terrible terrible things, this was my therapy? All in all my cutting led to something far far worse than what i had been doing to myself. So i learned how to suppress my anger, my hurt, my emotions which has done little to nothing for me today accept teach me how to be an "emotional wall" failed past relationships failed jobs until i learned that i could cut in private and as long as i told no one and chose my locations with precision i could once again embrace the WHITE. Now i live a much much healthier life, i am married with 5 kids, i have a home and a job. All in all ones perception on cutting is just an opinion, unless you yourself are a fully functioning cutter.

But what was your reasoning for cutting my friend? I am sorry those awe full things happened but I would really like to know :(

My father was a very very very unpleasant man when i was much younger, every single day i was to remain tucked away in the confines of my respective quarters, out of sight out of mind. I was not permitted to come out of my room unless told to do so, i was told when i was allowed to bathe, use the facilities, come out to eat, how long i had to eat, how long i had to bathe, how long i could use the restroom. I was instructed to do daily chores which consisted of things like clean up after him, his friends, and my step mother. I received a daily beating most of the times a few times a day, from my father and step mother. The beatings typically included but were not limited to extension cord lashings to the backs of my knees and hands, broom handles to the back of the neck and thighs, cigarettes applied generously to the bottoms of my feet. Punching, biting, kicking, smacking, my step mothers favorite thing to do was to stuff her panties into my mouth and slap me really hard in the face then push me backwards and onto my bed. I was allowed to have one hit a day either to my step mother or father i always chose my step mother as she didn't hit nearly as hard. I was forcibly held down on the ground and the same blue and grey striped button down dress shirt was placed over my face and water was poured over the shirt until i would inhale water into my lungs, then my father would pound on my chest to make me cough it up. A thousand other things went on for years, i found solace in cutting it took my mind off of what was to come, the white pain actually felt very nice almost toxic in comparison to what was to come. So i started cutting to alleviate the pain i knew i would surely endure, it was my out it helped me go to a place far far away in my own little head where no one could hurt me.