Today I cut myself for the first time in 6 months.
And I'm not proud of it.
In fact, I feel worse than I did before cutting.
But then againg I feel whole again. I missed the feeling of self-inflicted pain.
But what hurts the most is that I promised my boyfriend I wouldn't cut. And I feel so miserable and selfish and heartless for breaking that promise, but at the time, it felt like someting I really needed to do.
The reason I cut tonight is because of my mother. She is a schzophrenic and has been for the last 4 years. And from her schizophrenia arose many mental problems for me, when I was just 11/12. I suffered from on-and-off depression ever since then.
My mother constantly mentally abuses me, or makes me feel like a social alien or something. She's always paranoid about me, being delusional that I'm really a spy or something. She
should be better, but she refuses to take her meds and see her doctor. I understand that she should be hospitalised, but for some reason, I can't make the call. And my dad doesnt seem to think that what she does to me damages me emotionally.
Tonight, I feel so depressed. I don't know what to do.
It's one in the morning, and no one I know is online. Not even mild aquaintances that I could unload a few of my problems onto.
Some words of advice would be nice. Something that could cheer me up? Or help me in some way?
Oh, and if my boyfriend is reading this,
I'm very very very very sorry. 