I told a teacher that I really trusted. He saw my cuts and everything. He didn’t tell anyone at all until I told him that I was suicidal. So I was suspended from school multiple times. I missed 37 days of school so far this year and counting. After my parents questioned me on it, I had to tell my therapist. I HATE that woman. She is always sarcastic, and is just…she doesn’t care. I mean, she gets paid 200 dollars an hour. She has so many patients that by the time she sees me, she has to get to know me all over again. Yeah, I’m never going back to her ever again.I had a poetry project for english class that I was cleared to write about self-injury in there. I have told some close friends, but I try to aviod the subject when they ask how I am. I smile and nod, say that I’m fine and try to hold back tears.
Person Female, almost 14, started SI at age 10