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I have been dealing with depression for about 3 months now.
I found out recently that my mother had to take me to a psychiatrist when I was a few years younger because I was showing symptoms of depression. I got better and was perfectly fine until this year.
She doesn't know what's been going on lately. I started cutting a month ago, but only in one spot. It's the only place I can do it and get away with it. I thought I'd finally stopped but today I broke down and needed to again. When I tried the skin wouldn't break where I usually cut.
I can't cry anymore, I can't cut and I don't know what to do. I'm losing my grip and I can't bring myself to tell anyone.
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Speak what you think now in hard words, and to-morrow speak what to-morrow thinks in hard words again, though it contradict every thing you said to-day. — 'Ah, so you shall be sure to be misunderstood.' — Is it so bad, then, to be misunderstood? Pythagoras was misunderstood, and Socrates, and Jesus, and Luther, and Copernicus, and Galileo, and Newton, and every pure and wise spirit that ever took flesh. To be great is to be misunderstood.
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