I've been feeling depressed for many years, but a month ago I started cutting as a way to help. There is a lot going on at my home and it's all too much to deal with. I've never been good at expressing my feelings to other people, so I'm too afraid to tell someone. I'm so ashamed of myself after each time, but I still continue to do it, probably once or twice a week. I just wish I knew how to deal with things in a different way, but it feels like things in my life need to get better before I can...
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