Okay so a few days ago at church I was sitting with my hand on my chin and my sleeve went up. My Mom saw the marks and I said I fell, later on she talked with my dad he saw them then they both said "I do not think you fell I think you cut yourself." I said yes then they were a little upset they thought things were going good but they were not then we talked and all that and the next day at school my Counselour wanted to talk with me and we did. I did not ssay much and did not promise I would stop or anything, Counselor wants me to see a school Psychologist and meet another girl who cuts. Then when I got home my Mom took me to the doctors (the family doctor) and we talked she said that I should see my Psychiatrist again and gave me Zyprexa for now!!! , so excited and to see how it will help. I have not been allowed on the computer and have been closely watched. Well anyway I am thrilled and kept wondering if this was a dream or not. SO excited!!!