A couple months back I had a problem.
I had a problem with cutting..No , it wasn’t because my life was bad and I thought cutting would help or no it wasn’t depression. I just ..did it. I liked the pain it gave. I liked to look at my scars and see how deep they are. I loved to check my pain tolerance.
It was a big issue to my parents, they were always so worried about me. They wanted to always talk about it. Thinking I was depressed or something was bothering me that made me wanna cut into my own skin, but there’s not. They were going to make me see a therapist, but I know I don’t need one. A week ago , I wanted to cut so badly that my whole body started to shake as if I were cold and I just felt so empty. It’s starting to happen every night and I haven’t told my parents yet. Should I cut?