My living Hell
I cut myself every day or every other day. I don’t want to stop. It’s my only release other than talking with my therapist. I’m attached to her and I see her twice a week. I wish she was my mother. My mother can’t stand me. She insults me and criticizes me constantly. She made me a cutter. I don’t feel calm until I bleed. My hips are all filled up. I started cutting my breasts. My therapist wants me on antidepressants but I don’t know If I want to be medicated because my mom make my life a living hell. I cry myself to sleep every night. Everyone thinks I have a perfect life. No one sees the real me-I hide it all. I have about 150 scars to date. Please everyone, let me know what you think I should do and how I should proceed. I’m new to this site.
Person [female, age 15, began to SI at age 14]