I gave in last night, and cut myself. I knew from the first cut that it was wrong, and that I shouldn't. But I kept doing it again and again. I was doing so well. I feel like the biggest failure. I don't know why I feel the need to do this, and I just want it to stop, but every time I do, there's just too much to handle and I go back. I don't know what to do anymore. I've tried talking with a friend of mine about my general depression, but they don't understand that it goes deeper than that. Tomorrow I have my first therapist appointment in a year, new person, new everything. Wish me luck.

Thanks for listening.