Awh, hun, my parents were exactly the same. One time, I cut my stomach and was playing with my cousin, and when I picked him up, my top came up abit and my Mum saw. Omg, it was so awkward, but I knew she couldn't speak because she thought i'd stopped.
After she saw that, her and my Dad made me get all my razorblades and sharp objects out of my room.
In a way, i'm glad she saw because that was the last time I cut. With my parents help they helped me escape cutting.
Maybe talking is the right thing to do honey, however hard it seems.
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