I’m gonna try and put this as simple as I can. A while ago I started self harming,I told my best friend after a few weeks,but then she started doing it. I felt so bad like it was all my fault,I had given her the idea of it and her scars and to be blamed by me. We’ll I stopped for a few months and I really thought I could over do this,but last week I started again. Cutting till I bleed but in a place no one could see. I can’t wear vests anymore. But that’s good because I hate my body. I’m trying to stop again but I keep getting signs to carry on,I’m not sure wether it’s a test to see if I’m strong enough or or me to do it again. I’m not telling anyone this time. Everyone judges me and I can’t do it with any more stress. It’s a funny things really. Me being someone who everyday would live the stress releived of death but I fear it the most,everything just being over like that,no second chance. Nothing.