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There’s a parable about a woman who goes to a psychiatrist. The shrink says, “What’s the problem?” The woman says, “I’m dead.” The shrink tries to explain to her: no, you can’t be dead, you’re walking around, talking, you’re obviously alive. But he can’t convince her. Finally, he gets her to agree that dead people don’t bleed. He whips out a pin and jabs her in the hand. She looks at the blood welling up from the wound and says, “Son of a bitch! Dead people do bleed!”

I do not know where I collected this. It’s not an original story, but this is the best telling of it I can find, and I can’t seem to unearth its source, so if anyone recognizes it, please let me know.

This kind of logic and denial is all too common sometimes, and if you look around you’ll probably recognize it. I don’t think there’s meant to be a subtext about cutting, but interpretation is up to you.