I was sharing some of my thoughts about self-harm, and someone just straight out called me a faker.

I've struggled with mild dissociation for years, making me feel like my cuts aren't real, like they're actually just scratches and so on... Making me cut deeper and deeper, just to actually feel a bit connected to my body, just to feel like a human being again.

And then she says I'm a faker, just because she disagreed with some of my thoughts. She probably feels like she's done something good, pointed out the faker, but she really hasn't. I'm super triggered and sad right now, I feel so invalidated and alone. I know my cuts are real, I know I've been self-harming for many years, but I'm starting to dissociate again and I'm starting to question my whole life... maybe my cuts aren't actually real? Maybe this was all just in my head? All the times I visited the doctor and got stitches, maybe they didn't actually give me stitches, maybe they just looked weird at me and sent me home?

I know it's all real... but I feel so scared and alone and TRAPPED... trapped in a bad dream, and I can't wake up.