Day 1: Friday (Week 1)

This is not about me.
Welcome to the deep dark mind of a cutter.

I am Jordan. I guess I should just come right out and tell you this, I am a cutter. My wrists, legs, arms, and stomach hold my pain. They show what I am going through, I have kept it a secret, until now. My parents found out. They sent me here. To a hospital creatively named "Helpers", if I needed help I would have asked for it. I don't need it. Never have never will. This is my journal.