I went against everything yesterday, and bought a new cutting weapon. I had finally had enough and cut. I cut so badly I am SO disgusted with myself. I look at my arms and keep wondering what I did that for. I do feel better in the sense I don't feel like I am going to explode, but I am so ashamed of what I did. I think since I failed the people who tried to help me here, that I have to leave. I am so sorry. Thanks for all of your help.
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