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Remembering Mind’s Change 24-1-15 It’s been three years and 21 colourful days since I last sliced myself on purpose. Yes, an anniversary not so many talk about, but an anniversary nevertheless. I chose to finally listen to what all said: I didn’t need it, I could cope without it, it was getting worse and I would surely die should it happen again. I had wanted to die, that was what the final slice was about, death, but instead of that day being an anniversary my family would fear it is now a day I can rejoice. Having moved along my path and gotten the help I needed I can now see that, even though each year gets harder to re