Dear T,
I cut tonight, and I'm not going to tell you about it. I feel like I can't trust to tell you because you'll tell my mom or send me to the hospital. I don't like feeling like this. I bet you don't trust me either, since I said I wouldn't cut. I'm sorry. I don't want to disappoint you or make you not trust me. But sometimes I just need to cut. I wish I could tell you.
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