You ask me, how am I?
Well I'm still standing, aren't I?
That's something, that's one thing that's gone my way
It's so hard, to go out, like everything ok now
When inside, I still cry for yesterday.
My name is Gabrielle and I am twenty-eight years old. I began to self-injure at age fifteen -- so nearly thirteen years -- minus a two year period. This website was made to let self-injurers know that they are not alone and to help their friends and family learn more about self-injury and how it affects their loved one.
