Long story short, I made it 17 days without cutting. Then I relapsed and everything fucking sucks again.
 
I turned 18 on Tuesday, and it was the most depressing day of my life. I always thought I would be better by now. I thought I'd be working, have a social life, a relationship...but I don't have any of those things and I feel like I never will. It makes me so sad knowing that things have only gotten worse over the past ten years, and they'll probably continue to get even worse. I'm tired of being empty and lonely. 
Some good news is that I'm definitely graduating in May. I finally got my act together and finished what I needed to finish. I have my exit interview April 27th, and then I'm completely done with school forever.