my parents do, and think if they ignore it it'll go away, then about once a month my mum will have a huge fit about it, and cry and say its her fault, and try and make me feel guilty about doing it, and if theres new ones, i get my arm constantly grabbed, and poked, and get asked to look at my leg!! which really doesnt help!! everyones parents react differently, mine also thought it was a phase at first, and thought id stopped for 4 years!! until a OD put them back in the picture!!
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Sick of Crying,
Tired of Trying
Yeah, im Smiling,
But inside im Dying
Somebody save me, i dont care how you do it, just save me
My parents don't. I think. But i think my mom may have a clue. She once found a razor in my room, and after not cutting for some months, i got less careful about showing my wrists. I don't think she'll notice i've started again, though.
i'm sick and i'm twisted
i'm broke and you can't fix it
my mum and step-dad know about it. and my mum told my stepnan without askin me cuz she was going away and wanted someone to keep an eye on me.it upset me that she told without asking me but i understand why she did it, and my other nan knows and 2 of my friends.if anyone else asks I just say I've got cat scratches but I keep mine covered anyway
My parents haven't got a clue, and now I don't live with them anymore, so that makes it easier. Mom thinks I'm ashamed of my body since I keep myself covered up all the time. And sure, I don't like my body but, yeah.
I don't want them to know in a way. It would just tear things up again and probably make things worse. Wish I could tell my brother, but he wouldn't understand.
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my mum found out last year and did the whole "oh my baby needs me and needs help" crap but after a month it was back to normal and shes never mentioned it since thank goodness!!! duno if she told my dad or not but he never said anything and my brother aint got a clue!!!
Location: Zummerzet, UK - Yes Cider land. Yes I went to my prom on a tractor.
I am currently:
Ugh, my parents know I used to - they found out 'cause I spilt hot chocolate on my clothes, and when I put them to wash they thought it was blood, and when Mum asked me right out I was shocked into saying "Um...yes. Sorry!"
Heh
Mine were nice and supportive and all, in their own way. I wish they'd left me alone, but that's cause I like being left to do things by myself - once I'd convinced them I was sorting things out myself (seeing a counsellor and what have you) they kinda left it. I dunno...if like someone said you tell them you'd rather they didn't lift up your shirt and stuff, that it would make you feel better, maybe they'll back off a bit. No need to shout or anything, just say you rather think it would be better for all concerned if that was stopped.
:)
Sick and Weak from my Condition
This Lust
This Vampyric Addiction
To Her alone in full Submission
None better...Nymphetamine
Why do I have a conscience? All it does is **** with me.
My mum knows but she never mentions it, I don't think she knows i do it any more tho. However my dad doesn't know. They are divorced, so neither speak to the other one. Also I don't live at home anymore so i guess that makes it easier to hide as well.
"Recovery is something that you have to work
on every single day and it's
something that doesn't
get a day off."
My mum found out a few months back that id started again when she walked in on me in my pjs and didnt have long sleeves on. She knew id done it before, had no idea id started again, and thinks ive stopped. Theres only so many excuses i can think of why im wearing a hoodie and its boiling hot outside, but she just doesnt realise. I want her to notice me, meh
Carly xxx
I tried to be someone else, but nothing seemed to change
I know now this is who I really am inside
[I don't wanna die, but i ain't keen on living either]
My mum knows. She spent 5 years in denial but in the last few years she's been forced to accept it.
We still don't talk about it, but thats more because of my not wanting too. I think she would be okay if I talked to her about it.
I understand how awful it is having to show her. I had to the first time she found out, but ive refused to ever since. Just try to explain that you don't feel comfortable showing her.
Good luck sweetie xxx
Well content loves the silence, It thrives in the dark, With fine winding tendrils,That strangle the heart,
They say that promises sweeten the blow, But I don't need them, No, I don't need them...
My sisters know. My brother and my parents don't. My BF and friends know. My boss and his partner know. I took the time to explain SI to those who needed an education, so they wouldn't worry quite so much. IMy brother might me able to handle it, but I'd rather not risk it. My parents would never understand. I'd just as soon let them think my life is wonderful and that I am perfect and successful.
My parents know. They went through a phase of pulling up my sleeves whenever they could to check my arms, but that's been reduced now. They seem to think that, because they don't see any new cuts on my arms, it was all a phase that I've grown out of. I'm not making the mistake of them finding out again. Never
For those doubts that swirl all around us
For those lives that tear at the seams
We know… we’re not what we’ve seen
For this dance we’ll move with each other
There ain’t no other step than one foot
Right in front of the other
my family had no idea for over three years. then my mom found out a few days ago when she read my journal. now she keeps mentioning it, checking my arms, and basically just not letting me forget that she knows. it's driving me crazy.
Emily
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My school nurse decided that "things weren't improving" for me, so rang up my mother and told her about it. She was all tearful etc and made me go to see a doctor, which wasn't too helpful. She told my Dad as well, and he talked to me about it briefly, which was awful because I have never seen my Dad cry before. I think my brother knew about it a long time before them, I spend a lot more time with him and he helps cheer me up on nights when I feel particularly bad. As far as my family are concerned, I don't cut anymore. Them finding out has made me decrease the severity & frequency of my SIing, which I suppose is a good thing :)
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If you love me, won't you let me know.
We saw you in distraction; a sleeping, slow despair.