She can’t find anything sharp to cut herself with.
So she uses an eraser and rubs her skin until it is raw.
She has eraser burns all over her left hand… trying to disappear. I guess.
I wish I could.
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Mothering a Cutter 
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Our hearts and thoughts are with you. You are not alone. Neither is she. And you are both so loved, by your support system and by us here on the Internet and by God. Take heart. Someday things will improve. ❤