I don't even know when it started or how it started or why it started. why did I even do this why did I even think about it. now I'm here with this guy,this psychiatrist who says I need help with my problems. I don't think there's anything wrong with what I do,it's just an escape from the world. its not a problem, you guys see it as wrong but I don't get it its my life not yours. there are people that have done worse than what I do but you guys call me psycho because of what I do. my moms scared, I'm not allowed to be near anything sharp she's the psychopath not me. She's the one Who made me start doing it. Not her alone her and my dad and all the people at school... I couldn't take it anymore, how was i supposed to let go and not be depressed??? huh? if you were going through what I'm going through you would do the same. I don't regret what I did or what I do now. i cut and so what? how is that your problem?? huh Dr. heffersin??? it's mine not yours...
