She went to a Jr. High retreat for church this weekend. When I picked her up, she had vertical lines drawn up and down her right arm. I whispered to her that I would much rather see lines drawn on her arms then cut marks and that I loved her. She told me ok. I don't know if they represented cutting or not and that doesn't matter to me right now. She knows now that she has the freedom to draw on her arms if she feels like cutting and that is a start. I didn't have an opportunity to talk to her by herself other than a few minutes before bed, and didn't feel like that was an appropriate time to talk. She doesn't want anyone knowing about her cutting, so in respect to that I couldn't talk to her this evening.