Dear Diary,
That day Jake told me everything and I told him that I knew he didn't want to tell them at all. Then I told him that I had finally stopped cutting and he told me he was really proud of me. But then he started to cry again and when I asked what happened, he rolled up his sleeves. There were cuts. New ones. And this time I knew, our roles were reversed, and I was gonna help him stop the way he helped me.
Yours,
the healing girl
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