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More Stories Anonymous, September 2003

 

One of the exercises, undertaken by those attending an LCET self harm group, is to write a letter from their head to their heart, and then another letter from their heart to their head. The purpose is to help young people take themselves outside of their situation and think about how their body might feel about what's happening to it. Here is an anonymous sample from one of our recent groups.

 

Your Body
Below Head
Mankind
247 365

Dear Body,
I hate all your imperfections, just the little things that really wind me up. Like the fact that whatever I do to you, you still keep on getting fatter, the scars that will always show from our falling outs. All I want is to vent some frustration, is it my fault that means you get hurt and damaged? It would be better if I weren't joined to you, then you wouldn't get broken or bleed. It's not that I don't care, but what do you expect me to do?   Just let you carry on screwing up? I have to live with you too you know. It's just that I get so frustrated when you won't do what I think. Sometimes they're actually good ideas but still you're just stubborn, you wont say things to people that you know we need to communicate with, I cant do it on my own, we have to co-operate, work as a single unit, why can't you just do that?

Anyway, I've said what I need to, perhaps one day we'll just get on with it!

Yours faithfully
Your Head.

Your Head
Above Body
Mankind
247 365

Dear Head,
Why must you always hurt me? We could come to some kind of agreement I'm sure! Instead though, you cut me, and inside you smile as you watch me bleed, you detach yourself from me so that even though it's your problem, I'm the one that's being punished. You destroy me slowly, with your cutting, bruising and breaking. I don't ask you to but your never happy and when you take over I have no choice, you're stronger than me, you force my hands to commit harmful actions against my arms.   If I die, you die too, but you never seem to care until it's almost too late, then you're riddled with guilt for days, creating a terrible rift between us, making us become withdrawn and detached. Please stop to think that maybe it's you that causes these problems for us, after all you're the brains of the outfit!

I just wish you would stop all the pain and hurt, it's just not worth it for either of us!

Yours faithfully,
Your Body.

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

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