He's always saying he can't do things when he doesn't want to. I've been trying to break him of it for a while now. I honestly don't think he's ever read The Little Engine That Could. He gives up almost immediately. Or... doesn't bother trying.

My mom actually found out that I was depressed a while ago and said that she would take me to a doctor or therapist to help, but absolutely nothing has happened in the past several weeks since then. Self-harm is recent. It's the only way I can express my emotions without talking to someone or destroying things when it's that bad. When it isn't that terrible I usually write free verse. It's pretty emo.

And thanks for the welcome. I think this web site might help a lot.