I thought that I was better. I thought that the urges to harm myself would go away. And stay away. It's been a month and a half since I wanted to cut last. Yesterday morning I woke up and since then it's all I've wanted to do. I haven't stopped crying. I'm a mess. I don't trust myself. Nobody can come over tonight. I'm terrified I'm going to do it. I can't talk to my dad/mom about it because they'll just want to send me back to the freaking hospital. That's not what I need AT ALL. They don't care what I have to say about my feelings/emotions. I don't know what to do. Help?!