Today was supposed to be a good day.. I thought I was happy at least a little bit but that didn't last long. My mom doesn't know I have depression. (Now I think she kind of does but remember these were from last year tho to a lot has changed sense than). My mom made it worse by snapping at me, and saying "she's done, she's going to leave and then I get my wish". Which I don't want anymore. She also said that "when she leaves she's never coming back. She is going to make sure that she has nobody with her." I was so fustrated and angry and everything. I had an attitude but it was because I am done with things like that. I couldn't take it anymore. I am not clean anymore. :( I wanted to stay that way but I couldn't, so I cut myself again for the second time this year. I am not proud for what I have done to myself, but everyday I feel more and more weak. I am not me and I always acted happy. When truly I was never happy I have been like this literally sense elementary school no joke. With all the drama it's been very very hard for me to even try and get help. I have some help but not a hole lot. I am just afraid to tell my mom everything. When she has caused some of it and is making it worse for me even more than it already is. I also feel like I can't trust her either. I am good at hiding my feelings. My mom really doesn't know. I know what I am doing is wrong yes I have tried ky hardest to stop. I don't know what to do anymore. There is only so much you can do. Yes I really am trying so hard not to do what I do, but when your frustration takes over you do crazy/stupid thing's that you normally wouldn't have.
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