Last night I was really down and depressed. Without really thinking about it I cut myself. I now have at least a hundred cuts running from my wrist to my elbow. I do not know why I did this. I was doing okay with fighting the urge until last night. When my dad sees me on wednesday he is going to see them. He is going to be upset with me. Why did I do this?
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