Okay so i have showed two people my selfharm marks on my thighs today, my ex-boyfriend and my mother's staff member.I figured it would be easier to tell people. It's gotten a bit out of control but I don't feel like I'm addicted, all my friends keep telling me I need to see a doctor because they think my depression is bad but I don't want my parents finding out. Any advice - I can't tell my parents though xxx

Thigh is getting worse and worse with cuts, not really eaten in a few days. Right now when im alone in my bedroom there is nothing more that I want to do than cutting myself but then when im with my siblings and im out I feel really agility and stupid for doing it which then I do it again. It is a vicious circle - dont get into, you can't get out of it once your in it I promise you that stay strong. Xxx

Hi again, cant stop crying, pain is everywhere, my heart, my head, my thighs and all that I can think is what is the point in living anymore. No-one has any idea of how shit I feel all the time. My best friend wants to help me by getting a professional to see me but I don't want to talk to anyone (adult) they just don't understand they think it's attention seeking whereas really its a sign that im not alive inside anymore.

So, yes I did cut but it wasn't deep just a few and words writing fat and a star on my thigh. It stings and I regret it which is good my mood is all over the place at the moment, I miss smoking it always set my mood to one thing (I will tell you my smoking story next time) I may not be able to stop on my thigh thats what im scared about ... but I will always try xxx

Dumped boyfriend (big mistake), best friend hates me, life is spiralling downwards, blade is in my hand but im resisting, but somewhere deep inside of me doesn't want to resist and wants to feel alive again wants to feel like she actually has control of her life. Don't help, do help your choice xx Feel like I sound like a psychopath but im not in in pain xx

A year ago I first self-harmed, it was barely anything just a few scratches to the hip but then it increased to using a razor. My parents found out and they thought I was attention seeking and I was punished. Anyway this year I did it again but this time it was worse on my wrist with any blade I could get my hands on. I hid it with bracelets, wristbands ect. My parents didn't notice (thank God) but I suspect I was suffering with bipolar disorder and I stopped but lately as life has been getting...

Hi everyone my blog will be a time's funny, sad, uplifting, deppressing, and familiar to your life. Im 14 so this is from a teenage girls perspective and this is my rollercoaster of a life. I will try and blog as much as I can but no promises xxx have fun reading about my life xx