Well I told him, he was....shocked first I think. Then he started crying...I couldnt belive it, I have NEVER seen him cry, even when his dog died. That made me feel bad....really bad. You know those vicious cycle things. BOY was I in one. I wanted to cut because I was making him cry, but I was making him cry because I cut. *sigh* We talked about it, alot, the why's and the how's and the how long. He was very supportive. I dont think hes going to ever let me out of his sight again though....lol. He wanted to see the cuts, and the scars. I didnt let him, I'M not ready for that, soon though. He messages me even more now, constantly "are you ok?" "How are you feeling?" "Are people giving you a hard time at work?" Its sweet, and its nice to have someone that knows and is supporting me, not just upset with me and calling me selfish. I am a very happy person right now, and thats a nice feeling, its been a while.
THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR YOUR HELP AND ADVICE. It made it alot easier to talk about it when I didnt think I was crazy for needing to tell him.
