I began when I was 13 or so... about 7 years ago. I experienced the same thing. I would feel horrible and when I would cut, it would just give me relief.
A few months ago, I took a look at myself in the mirror. I was kind of ashamed of myself, to be honest. I had scars running up both of my arms and down both of my legs. My stomach was scarred up and I realized that the cutting really has taken a toll on my body.
It's not easy to stop. I must admit that. I tried many times and I ended up just starting up again.
I am sure your parents don't want to accept it because they love you and you are their baby. I mean, if you would have a child I am sure you wouldn't want anyone to hurt them, even themselves. They are probably having difficulty seeing you struggle. It's not easy caring so much about someone when they are hurting so much inside that they need to hurt themselves to feel better.
I haven't cut in a few months but for some reason, I still keep my blades. It's like part of me wants to let go but then another part of me misses that high.
I have found other things to do instead of cutting. Music, for example. The wonderful thing about music is that no matter what mood you're in, there's always music to suit your mood. When I'm angry, I listen to metal or rock. Art has also helped me a lot.
I know what you are going through and I know that it's not easy. I hope that things get better. I hope you will keep in touch with me and if you need anything, just e-mail me, k?
Alright hun. I have a paper to write. blah.
Take care.
~Amber~
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