my first post on here was about how i psyched myself out of cutting little did i know Id start a week later aha 😂😂 i wanted to stop for felix i promised myself i would but i cant seem to stop he encourages me to vent to him but i cant say anything else except an im ok now because what would i even vent about and even if i did why should i make it his problem i lied about forgetting to throw away my razor to him knowing damn well i havent stopped i wanted a therapist because the only person i felt safe to talk to was myself but now it feels pointless to get one id probably start crying like a bitch if i started talking to someone else about it in person theyd probably tell me how to get better and i dont think i want to i just want to stay like this nothing is even wrong with my life im just dramatic i do it to myself atp i live in a nice home with average parents and a brother and friends nd a bf idk why i feel this way someone shoot me please omfg