| | Deep Breaths...
Okay, this is my first post.
I am going to let everything out in this post, while listening to "Now we are free" By Hans Zimmer because it makes me calm.
I have been in recovery for self harm for a month now. I was doing it for a long time before I told my mother about it and we tried to get me help but it just didn't work out. I find it impossible to tell her anything because she suffers from depression herself.
It started when I was fourteen, I was bullied severely at school that's when the depression started to develop, I could it building over the years. My personality changed completely and I began at age of 15 first with a razor then it became a addiction, to the pain. It gave me a rush and I felt good while doing it and then I started finding sharp things to do it with. If I couldn't find anything to cut I would score at my skin with needles or stab myself with pens [Especially at school]
Now I am eighteen, still my brain is messed up and I want to swear so much in this post but I am refraining.
I am now seeing another therapist which is helping me stop.
That's it for now I want to say more but It hurts, you know ?