when my mother found out, she was disappointed in me. and she took away my 'kit' and that was all she did. then she began acting like it never happened, and that im a perfectly normal child. which only made me find something new to cut myself with, and didnt let her know about it again

My mom was like that, mixed emotions. the first time ever when I just pressed something rlly hard into my skin and it left mark, I showed her an she cried. Then she found out it got worse two years later and tried to force me to show her and I wouldnt and she acted like I was a bad person for doing it. Then recently, may I say shes in prison now, I told her in a letter and shes much more supportive. I think alot of her negative reactions might have been caused by the pills she was taking but idk. Everyone reacts differently I suppose

When my parents found out they were shocked about where did we go wrong not how can we help. My parents really did nothing after that. Now I am really sure that they forgot so I think it is better this way. If only our parents can be more supportive.

My mom's exact words, "does this have anything to do with all the time you've been spending on the internet."

How do you even respond to that, other than laughter? Mom, you're so old.

my real mom never found out, she was the reason i did it, i started it i mean it might not make sense to some but her verbal and phsicall abuse what she did to me idk, i jut started handling the pain with cutting my entire life was being ripped from me.
when i movedd in with my aunt within the first week of llivingthere shehad found out, she looked at me with widdened eyes like in horor my jacket had gotten pushed up a bit so my scars were no longer hidden, she said not one word vbut she called a theraopist and made me start seeign one she and i never talked about my self injury, ometimes she said that she wushed wasnt in so much pain, but as time past she started to hate me for my cutting she got mad because the therapy wasnt helping and the only reason she knew that was because i was kicked out of school for bringing a razorblade it fell out of my pocket, the first tie i was kicked out she ignored it the second time i wasnt allowed back until i got evaluated, my aunt went with me and stayed by my side the entire time, she asked alot of questions about cutting i didnt awnser any of them i was so terriofied and i was shaking the lady told my aunt she had a room ready for me if she wanted but she didnt feel it was nessary. that place was just for mental patients and nothing more. my aunt toook me back ad she said i should have left you there you know that, you deserve the pain you put us threw, i cant handle you anymore.
thats when i moved in with my dad and my real mom, i had been free of ctting for a whie everything was happy, and hen i dont know something changed i went from being cloe to being far away again deep in a depression, and i started to cut again, aand he found out when i was thinkin abut suicide i was losing everyone around me again i could feel it i wrote a letter to my friend on te intrenet tell her how much i loved her and how i needed to go and how i wasnt meant to be here. she fowarded it to my (step) mom and i remeber getting evaluated i lied alot because i am terriofied of hospitals i didnt want to go in, they advised my parents that it was tebest idea but my (step) mom wouldnt let them. when we got home my dad grabed a nife out of the kitchen he grabbed two of them and said when i cut me that i cut him and he keep screaming at me that if i wantted to to do it, i just stood there in shock and cried. i cried o hard and thinking about this is hard. i was only cutting once amonth when my fiend cutting became an everyday thing i dependent o it again ut my parents have yet to find out but iam fighting cutting again.

My parents have yet to find out...and I sure hope it stays that way, but I can imagine how it would go down if they did. My mother would be extremely disappointed in me. That's probably all she would say is how disappointed she was. It would break her heart if she knew. My dad....well he's cold hearted. He makes fun of that type of stuff, just like he makes fun of gays and is racist... He told me a story one time about how he told someone to just kill themself already, he would show them how to slice themself open...and it was a family member. He would make it like I was diseased or something. My parents wouldn't understand...and it's not like our hosehold is exactly pleasant...so it shoudn't really come as a surprise.

My mother found out after about goodness...five years of cutting.
though I have been selfinjurying in other forms since about 8 or 9
Anyways, she did not believe me until I got mad and showed her my scars.
We never talked about it really. She told me she did it when she was young and I would "grow out of it"

My mom saw them and said, "You know I love you, right?" and never mentioned it again. I cut everyday for almost two years. My dad never said anything. My sister was the one to lock up all the knives and search my room everyday for scissors and blades. She is eventually why I stopped. I'd still be a cutter, or dead without her.

My mom has the same reaction as yours. The first time she found out, she was really angry. Now, when she sees new one, she just tells me she sees it and tells me she doesn't want to know. I can't talk to her about it. She doesn't care to listen and she doesn't care to see them. She made a joke about it once, but I dont expect her to do anything like that again. It doesn't bother me. I'm gonna still do it, so I dont care.

My parents asked questions that I couldn't answer to cause I felt uncomfortable. When I do it now, i try to hide it

Wow. This really made me realize that my mom's reaction wasn't as odd as I originally thought it was. Thank you for sharing.