Things to Consider

Today's topic of conversation: cutting. Now, before you judge and say its a touchy subject, I know. But I think that I have something to say. First, no, I do not cut. But I am reading a book about a girl who does. The book is called Willow, and it is by Julia Hoban. It is a very good book, and do not be deterred by the subject matter.
Now, I personally think that cutting is horrible. Sorry if this offends people, but I'm simply putting my opinion out there. It's easier to bleed than to face what made you bleed, no? It is sort of.... avoidance of what is really the problem at hand. I have written a lot of poetry on the subject, just because it is a strong emotion and I find it interesting to explore.
The people that do cut and try to find help, namely To Write Love On Her Arms, are very brave. Telling someone something like that is very brave and I applaud those who do, and urge those who haven't to look for help. Maybe even want to stop.
This is purely a random post, sparked by thoughts in the car today, on the way to IKEA. I think that it is sad that so many people in my generation cut themselves or otherwise harm themselves, and I have to wonder if people long before our time did this to themselves or not. Are we the only generation that uses pain as a way to feel? Is this another hint that we are growing increasingly lazy and sloth-like? Or is it simply that the world is becoming darker, more sinister, and we can no longer take it? Whatever the reason, it makes me sad. Thank you. Please share your thoughts with me, if you feel the need. I'd like to know other opinions on the subject.