cait

I've had breakdowns in front of my mum before, usually after my father yells at me for being emotional (he's the only person who can make me cry). You are not alone.

I hope your cuts heal soon. I've only done that to myself once, and I was so fascinated by the process and so meditative during it that I scared myself. I still have the scar on my arm, and I don't ever want to do it again. Yes, I loved it, and it made me feel better, but I really don't need to start down that path. I'm glad I have a scar to remind me that it's a bad thing. I don't judge others for it, because - truthfully - I'm really into cutting and blood and bruises and stuff, so I think it's neat, but I also know it isn't a great habit to get into.