I've started self-harming again. It's been 7 years since I started getting treatment for my mental health. It was going great until my insurance fucked me over. My adhd meds ran out, my antidepressants ran out, and I could only afford the HRT. I'm back on insurance, but my therapist won't see me until I pay the outstanding bills. I'm using my thigh and a fuckin plastic butter knife. I keep it in my purse. They're all on my thigh, because I can hide that easily. Even my girlfriend won't see it cause she knows I've got bottom dysphoria. They hurt. I limp sometimes when I'm done. One line at a time, not enough to bleed. Nobody has noticed that. They're more concerned about my OCD compulsions and who would ever expect me to be the self-harm type. This sucks