Ever since my mom was diagnosed with cancer about 5 months ago i started cutting myself. i did it on my legs because i wear alot of short sleeve shirts and i dont want people to talk. then a guy said he wanted to go out with me and i thought that i would have someone to talk to about my mom and we could hang out on the weekends and just talk. but he wont even give me the time of day. when we first started going out he was really sweet. he'd send me song from youtube that he when he heard it he thought of me. and now i listen to them at night an i just cry and wonder what happened to us. i realized that im so emotionally attached to him because i wanted someone to tell me it was ok. and everything will turn out fine. to hold me when i cried. he would ignore me at school which distracted me and my grades started to slip which caused my dad to yell at me everytime progress reports came out. which caused me to start cutting myself. i do it after my parents are asleep. i look in the mirror and i just hate what i see. i think of all the people who really need help and love and im being selfish and crying of my little problems.
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