When someone says that I'm fat, ugly, useless, worthless or that I should die, my hands immidetly go to my face and start ripping at the skin so that what people say about me is true, because if it isn't, then well I have no control over my life. When someone asks me a question I pretend to brush my hair out of my eyes, but really I am ripping it out. People ask why I don't tie my hair up. The truth is, it might be too obvious that I'm ripping it out. A girl who has been bullying me for a year called me so many disgusting things and I now have to where concealer to hide the giant cut on my chin and I have to arrange my hair so no one can see my bald patch. I had an operation on my wrist and though the scar is supposed to have healed, it hasn't. It hasn't because I constantly cut it with a knife. There ias nothing nice about that. I haven't told anyone because it pushes them away and they always assume that I'm doing it for attention, but I'm not. I'm doing it because I don't see another way of coping.
