I have not been doing well and have been totally out of it. I have stopped taking my meds. I am just sick of it all. I pretend to take them as I have to have my sister hold them and dose them out to me daily. She has to keep them locked up, at request of my doctor. I am still self-injuring myself and sometimes for no reason. I don't understand myself and don't know what to do anymore. I tried to drop out of my therapy, but I made a promise to a really good friend I would stay in it, so after my two-week vacation I had to go back. I always try to keep my word if I make a promise....(when physically and emotionally possible) I hope I can still come here..... Why do I cut when I am having an okay day, and why do I NOT want to get rid of my scars?
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