I'm not doing well at all, but others have it worse. School is ass, home is ass, even my room is ass. I was 4 months free of selfharm before yesterday, now I'm no days clean. My thighs are taking all my stress, And for what? I feel like my struggle is invalid, since I'm not suicidal, and I'm too much of a pussy to use an actual blade for my selfharm. I use a broken hair clip that I snapped, which made it sharp. I'm worried now that I have so many cuts on my thigh, my parents will notice. I'm terrified of my dad finding out, since the last time he did (I was 10 and use to scratch myself with my nails until it scarred) all he asked was, "do I need to cut your nails off like your a fucking baby?" Real supportive, am I right? My main concern is my gender dysphoria. I'm a transgender man (he/him only, not a trans boy or whatever where they use other pronouns too) and recently, my binder hasn't been binding since I gained weight. My room has literal mold, but I'm too tired to clean. Oh well.