My husband knows. I am incapable of keeping things from him. I usually end up telling him each time. He just gives me a look and says "oh Kelly".
My niece knows, she has self harmed before and we try to support each other. We have plans to get matching support tattoos.
One other friend knows and she lives in another state, so I don't have to worry she'll tell anyone.
If my father or brothers were to find out, they would mock me and tell me to get over it. My mother passed away last year. She wouldn't have understood.
When I was 14, I wanted to commit suicide and told my parents. My dad literally threw the phone book (the old, huge ones from the '90's) at me and told me to call a f@@@ing psychiatrist. That's my family.
I found this place because I want to talk about it, discuss it, share my thoughts and experiences. Not feel so dang alone.
Sorry for the ramble...