I started a new school in 6th grade, I was very alone and felt depressed but I’m not going to self diagnose. I started being very suicidal and harming myself, my mother made me wear shorts and saw my scars now she looks me over every day and it makes me so uncomfortable. She doesn’t understand she thinks I did it for attention, when no one even knew I was c()11ing. I hate my life.
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