Difference between revisions of "Chrissie"
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− | <font style="color: #0D1019; font-variant: normal">'' | + | <font style="color: #0D1019; font-variant: normal">''You know truth is in your veins. No one sees your true self until you wear the bleeding mask of pain. Open up. Your body is your temple. Plunder it. |
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+ | It started with cutting. You got dumped or got fat or got jacked, and in the middle of the night you went into the kitchen and got the knife, or to the bathroom for one of your dad's razors. | ||
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+ | You started small. Little cuts on the inside of your thighs. Slices on your upper arms. Cuts on your chest. | ||
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+ | Cutting put you in control. You knew you had one true thing: the reality of your body, of your dominion over your own flesh. It wasn't suicide. IT WAS THE OPPOSITE. There isn't a word for what it was. | ||
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+ | That smug fuck at the hospital cheerfully said it was a coping mechanism. He wanted to explain it away, put you in a support group, introduce you to other cutters. He didn't get it. Neither did they. | ||
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+ | Some people grow out of cutting. You grew into it. You did it when you didn't have to. Sometimes the blood ran and you spoke in a voice that wasn't your own. A voice of power. | ||
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+ | You learned to use that voice. You found you could cut your skin without blades. You could open up on command. You speak in the voice of power all the time now and no longer know what your old voice sounded like. | ||
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+ | You are strong now. Not weak. Not dumped or fat or jacked. You are everyone you never imagined you could be. | ||
+ | <br>The central paradox of Chrissie's belief system is that it creates from destruction, builds identity from self-destruction..<br>—<font color=#2C324E style="font-variant: small-caps; font-size: 12pt">Skinner Paradigm</font><br> | ||
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Revision as of 16:07, 11 January 2015
You know truth is in your veins. No one sees your true self until you wear the bleeding mask of pain. Open up. Your body is your temple. Plunder it.
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