my parents are clueless, and its going to stay that way until i slip and cut my arms or make a conscious decision to do so in order to spark my parents getting me into therapy like i did in 7th grade when i attempted to OD. i am also really pissed at my parents. they could have prevented me from getting to such a desperate place. i knew something was wrong in 6th grade, so i tried to persuade my mom to sign me up for the school's wellness center. she refused, so that eventually led to me not wanting to live anymore.

last summer at my last session with the school therapist, she gave me a list of some therapists outside of school, since i didn't want to miss class in hs. it was sooo hard for me to give the list to my mom, but she didn't do a damn thing with it. now i si and the only one who i have told is my former teacher.

sorry for the rant, but once i si on my arms, i know it is time for help. part of me wants to tell my parents i cut, but if they knew, i would have no freedom and they would take away the razors. i can't handle that.

thank y'all for all the support and advice, it feels good to know i am not alone and a freak...

--Sam