I made a mistake; the second medication I'm on, now, is benztropine, I believe, not benzopine. I cut, again, today. This time, the cuts are longer and going to be even harder to hide, but I wasn't even thinking about how I was going to hide them, at the time. I tried the elastic band trick (with a hairtie), to no avail. The other ones look like they're going to leave some pretty obvious scars, especially since I'm fair-skinned. I don't want to be this person, and I'm afraid my family and coworkers will find out and judge me. Only four people know: my psychiatrist, my psychologist, my ex-fiance, and my best friend... I don't really talk much to my ex-fiance, now, though... But this makes the third time. I barely made it a week... :'( I feel like such a failure today. No job, no cell phone, no Internet, no car insurance, family being horrible... My little brother called me a vulgar name, and I snapped. I can't handle this. The new cuts still sting, but I already feel like I need to do it, again. Please, please, pray for me. God knows, I need it...