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The Diary – My Borderline Years – The First Cut Is The Deepest

Cutting myself feels. Cutting myself makes the feel real. The first cut is the deepest. The first cut is the emotional experience that screws me right up. The first cut comes always from someone else. It isn’t my fault. I don’t do it. I don’t ask for it. People just deliver it to me constantly – treating me like shit.

Slighted By a Room-mate – Feeling Misunderstood

September 7, 1975


All I did was try to take a shower. How can I be in her shower at her time when there are no rules – no rules I understand or really care about for sure? Life in the dorm so like life in my crazy family at home. Freaky eerie how similar they really are. What does that mean? She pissed me off. She treated me like shit. She wondered why I screamed at her. Who the hell does she think she is? She got what she deserved and then so did I.

The first cut is the deepest.


Borderline Diary – The First Cut Is The Deepest