I have had undiagnosed depression for two years now. I have self harmed by scratching and cutting for those two years. Just last Friday, my friend noticed that I was picking at a long line of scabs I had gotten from scratching myself. They told me to stop picking at it but I kept doing it. Then they told me again to stop and I asked why. The just said “because.” We went back and forth like this for a while until she told my other friend sitting next to her about what I was doing. My other friend said “Dude, stop. If you keep doing this I’m gonna tell someone about your cutting.” I corrected them that they were scratch marks and not cuts. Nobody knows that I cut. I tried one more time to pick at the scabs but my first friend said “I’m gonna tell (insert name of our school’s nurse type person). Or I could tell your mom. I have your home phone number. Imagine what she would think.” That got me to stop. I’m still going to self harm because I don’t know how else to deal with life. I’m afraid I’ll make my friends sad if they find out tho. Also afraid that they’ll tell my mom. She gets mad whenever I show signs of a mental illness. I don’t want her to worry.
