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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>so this questions/advice page to my actual blog. as i was getting so many and never really got a chance to post myself..
so yees, if anyone wants to talk, about anything! i’ll always be here :) 
self harm, suicide,depression, mental illness, scars, cutting,anything. 
you are not alone beautiful people online</description><title>advice, questions, allsorts</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @blindedbyscars)</generator><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>I'm done. The strings are broken. I give up.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Talk me through it, what’s wrong?x&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/26424576225</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/26424576225</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jul 2012 12:08:39 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>donteverlookhereagain:

LOVE IS LOUDER

Why has my shitty...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0bf31lGny1qeyhr8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://donteverlookhereagain.tumblr.com/post/18664194566"&gt;donteverlookhereagain&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;LOVE &lt;em&gt;IS &lt;/em&gt;LOUDER&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Why has my shitty drawing got 37 notes? olololol&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/20341387501</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/20341387501</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2012 04:38:21 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>donteverlookhereagain:

sacrifice is giving up something good,...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldjm6u8NdC1qeyhr8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://donteverlookhereagain.tumblr.com/post/2340962209"&gt;donteverlookhereagain&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;sacrifice is giving up something good, for something better&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/20341378821</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/20341378821</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2012 04:37:52 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Olivia</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://donteverlookhereagain.tumblr.com/post/20313979919"&gt;donteverlookhereagain&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://bulimickittens.tumblr.com/post/20280397392/olivia"&gt;bulimickittens&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;To all of my daughters followers, this is to let you all know that on Thursday 29th March, Olivia attempted suicide, as a result she is on life support and this will be terminated shortly due to her being brain dead.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So to all of the people who posted support of this outcome on this blog, you can be real proud of yourselves.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As a father who saw her first breath of life and now to witness her last, I thank you for your upmost disregard of life. If this sort of activity gets you off, you are nothing .&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To those of you that offered support to refrain from killing herself   thanks..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You should all try to make contact with family even if it is against your wishes.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At least, leave a contact somewhere on your blog in times of need.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know that you all need somewhere to vent your anger and feelings and that these blogs can help, but in reality family must always come first.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As a father, I can only write on this blog because Olivia did not shut down or log off her computer before her attempt.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I’m crying so much. Liv, I can’t believe I’ve lost you. We had so many things planned. Why couldn’t I have been there, why couldn’t I have helped :(. This is so hard for me to read. Knowing you’re dead, and I am alive. I hope you rest in peace my beautiful darling. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;If your father reads this Liv, I want him to know how amazing you were to all of us on here. You&amp;#8217;ve definitely saved my life. Your smile was beautiful, everything about you was beautiful. You stood up for what you believed in and you were always there for anyone of your followers. You were one of the nicest people I had ever got to know. And I hope that your family know that &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/20314118359</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/20314118359</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Apr 2012 18:48:25 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I noticed that you are helping people that are going through the same things as you, and I thought I would say how amazing you are and I just wanted to let you know that if you need someone to talk to, I'm going through it as well so I'd be quite happy to listen and maybe help. :)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;thank you xx&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/6447837648</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/6447837648</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Jun 2011 04:45:17 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>first I want to tell you my english is not soo good cause I'm not from the USA or england ;)&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
and next well I can' tell you how sorry I feel for you but you'll porbably hear from everyone. but I can understand you so good. I also scratched myself. because of a guy and because of my look, my weight, my silly life.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
now I put a finger in my neck and puke. first i thought i could stop that easily everytime i want, but now i puke evrything i eat. I've already lost about 20 kilos.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
now I told you my whole story, sorry honey, this must be kind of bornig for you.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
but i just wanted to say you that you are a great person and you will make your way. because there are people who like you, doesen't matter whats your weight or what you look like. it's about character. I'm one of them :)&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
lots of love</title><description>&lt;p&gt;thank you xx&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/6447830086</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/6447830086</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Jun 2011 04:44:42 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>MESSAGE TO EVERYONE.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I do not use this blog, I can&amp;#8217;t cope with having two.&lt;br/&gt;So please if you need advice or what not, contact me on my personal/main tumblr.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imperfectlydepressed.tumblr.com"&gt;www.imperfectlydepressed.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;thank you  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/6036747944</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/6036747944</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2011 09:38:46 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I just need a place for my head.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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I hate my parents.  My mom physically abuses me.  Everytime she gets near me, I flinch because I think she's going to do something.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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I hate my dad because he mentally abuses me.  He says that I'm a loser, that my friends don't like me, that I'm selfish and don't care about anything when I DO.  He says that I'm such a failure, that I can't do anything right, and I guess I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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They say they love me, but I don't know what to think anymore.  I just can't wait to move out of the house.  I wish I could get rid of them, but at the same time I need them.  &lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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I've hurt myself, the cuts, the burns.  I think about dying every day.  I told my dad one day and he said "I'm taking you to a therapist." But I told him I stopped and he believed me.  But deep down, I think he just wants to forget it all and have this 'perfect daughter'&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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I hope that'll everything will end some day.  The pain, the stupid memories, I want everything to go away.  Because I'm tired.  I'm tired of my controlled life.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Sorry, I just needed to vent.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Maybe it would help to see a therpaist? &lt;br/&gt;have you ever thought of getting away from your parents, because if they abuse you, you can stay at a hostel, or talk to social services? they shouldnt do that to you&lt;3.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/4611518111</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/4611518111</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Apr 2011 14:38:59 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I went to a psychologist for the first time today, but I lied to him when he asked if I had ever hurt myself (I cut).&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
I'm scared to tell him, because he said that he'd have to tell my parents if I had thoughts about suicide or I was hurting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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I don't know what to do.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Are you still hurting yourself? Because if you tell him you used to, then he doesnt need to tell them if you arent doing it anymore&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe its time your parents knew, they know somethings up if you’re seeing a psych&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/4611494147</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/4611494147</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Apr 2011 14:37:35 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>where do you cut?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;now? I only cut my legs and top of my arms now,&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/4611482563</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/4611482563</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Apr 2011 14:36:55 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>one of my teachers found out that i was cutting and told the child protection officer at my school. she then brought my parents in and told them. since she told my parents i have been cutting even more and deeper than usual. also, people in my year saw my parents in the child protection office, and have noticed i never like rolling my sleeves up in hot weather etc. and have put two and two together and figured it out. lots of girls in my year now know, but how can I lead them off of it and make them think i'm not self harming? and more importantly how can i stop??</title><description>&lt;p&gt;you could where lots of bracelets and role your sleeves up? &lt;br/&gt;or just ignore them, its none of their business, you shouldnt let their thoughts effect you&lt;3.&lt;br/&gt;have you tried the butterfly project? &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/4611478077</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/4611478077</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Apr 2011 14:36:40 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>i wanted to carve the word perfect into my arm, but it would be too long and show. so instead i wanted to carve something the equivalent of perfect, but shorter into my arm. i carved the initials of my idol into it, because she is perfect.   is this wrong?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I don’t really want to say my opinion on this, as it’s so hard to say.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/4611460377</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/4611460377</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Apr 2011 14:35:38 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I seriously don't know what to do with my life anymore... I'm seriously taking to wrong path, since I started cutting.. I skip lessons and get a lot in trouble. Now I have this fight with my parents, and I can't bear to see them so I try to stay out late to avoid talking to them... But I hide it behind my laughs and smiles, but I don't know how long i'll keep it this way.. I'm on the edge to give up..</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Maybe you could write them a letter, to tell them how you feel?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/4611448989</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/4611448989</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Apr 2011 14:35:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>lately, ive been acting out. trying to get in trouble, pushing my parents buttons. staying out late and doing reckless things. im too afraid to tell my parents how i really feel. how every morning i wake up and wish i killed myself the night before, so i dont have to see/hear my parents again. so i dont have to deal with the daily aching pain in my head. i feel as if they would notice something was up, and actually pay attention, but they never do. and i just dont know what else to do... my motivation to live is nonexistent, and i would think they would notice that by my actions, but they dont. i dont know how else to draw their attention that i am in pain. and well, the thing is, i dont really need a response either, i just really need to tell somebody, because i havent told anyone. thanks for that.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;sometimes its hard to know what other people are feeling, which you parents might not be able to do. &lt;br/&gt;have you got anyone to talk to about it? x &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/4611439672</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/4611439672</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Apr 2011 14:34:26 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I LOVE YOUR BLOG. And this is SOOO great that you do this. You really are such an amzing person, even though you may not see it. Please saty strong, this too shall pass. I love you, and you've helped me SO much. xoxo&lt;33</title><description>&lt;p&gt;thanks&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/4611425902</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/4611425902</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Apr 2011 14:33:37 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Hi. So I&amp;#8217;m 13 and I cut, purge, burn, bruise, starve, have OCD, and I&amp;#8217;ve tried suicide 3...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Hi. So I&amp;#8217;m 13 and I cut, purge, burn, bruise, starve, have OCD, and I&amp;#8217;ve tried suicide 3 times and failed each attempt. I have absolutly no one to talk to. I want to go to a mental hospital SO bad but my parents can&amp;#8217;t know. It&amp;#8217;s a long story why,  but believe me, they just can&amp;#8217;t. I don&amp;#8217;t know what to do&amp;#8230; Please help me, I can&amp;#8217;t do this much longer.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/4611421217</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/4611421217</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Apr 2011 14:33:21 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>instead of cutting. i peirce things, do you think this is a good idea? i have done my hips. my lip, my ears and my smiley so far. but i self harm aswell. not so much as i used to. i know this may be a really strange question, but where is the best place to do it that no one will see? xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx thankyou.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Piercing is quite dangerous, as they can easily become infected and you could pierce a nerve.&lt;br/&gt;And I’d rather not tell you where to self harm where no one will see, sorry&lt;3 &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/3856603582</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/3856603582</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2011 12:30:43 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>i was admitted to a children mental ward for 3 months for suicidal thoughts and cutting. now i cant stop cutting....i need help and i know it but i think if i tell anybody they will lock me up for good. i really dont want to go back... what should i do?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Telling people you self harm will not send you back. As it’s a step in the right direction, they can give you the help you need and they will &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;lock you up for it.&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/3856592637</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/3856592637</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2011 12:29:57 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Why do you cut? i cut too. i've never known why though. i guess it just takes away everything else wrong in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&#13;
i told my friends about it, and everytime i see my best friend she checks my wrists, and then if she sees a new scar she flicks it. she thinks i've stopped but i don't, i just do iy on my legs. &lt;br /&gt;&#13;
i feel awful lying to my bestfriend, but i can't stop. and i don't want to.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;There’s so many reasons I cut..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Guilt, urges, I feel I deserve it, I’ve been brought up believing that hurting yourself is normal and so on.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You should tell her, because she’s clearly willing to support and help you, just give her the chance&lt;3 &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/3856567402</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/3856567402</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2011 12:28:15 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I can't stop cutting and last night I discovered myself thinking about taking all my painkillers. I'm scared and I don't want to do anymore</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Why do you feel like this?&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/3856549248</link><guid>http://blindedbyscars.tumblr.com/post/3856549248</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2011 12:26:59 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
