I recently cut and my daughter saw the marks and asked where they came from. I lied and said the cat did it. I don't think she believes me. My mom just passed away and I needed something to take my thoughts off of that, but I feel really bad about my daughter. It would hurt so bad if she thought I cut. I am her mom and that's not cool. She is almost 17 years old, but I regret doing it.
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