I hate it when people think “Oh, you cut yourself last night?! What happened?! Did someone die?! Did you go bankrupt?!” Okay look. Once you’ve started cutting, you cut regardless of whether something earth-shatteringly huge happened. Contrary to popular belief, I don’t /just/ cut because I had an awful day. I cut when I have okay days. Hell, I cut when I have good days. I am a cutter. This is what we do. There is no “ehhhh, Am I gonna cut today? I dunno if I feel like it..” You either do or you do not. It is not under your control.

That really awkward nervous laugh and “It’s nothing,” when someone notices your scars.