I used to cut myself everyday. It got so bad. The stupidest things made me cut, but by then i think i was just looking for reasons. I tell everyone now that I've stopped, but I'm lying. I've really only told a few people, my best friend, and my boyfriend. My boyfriend would get so upset. I actually made him cry once, he doesn't deserve that. He cried because I threatened to end my life. I shouldn't have told him. I didn't go through with it anyway, obviously. But i wanted it. I still want it. But i can't tell anyone that. To be completely honest, he's what keeps me going. The thought that one day, someday, we can be together all the time. But until then, I need to keep cutting. It's not a choice. I need it. I'm addicted. I just have to keep lying.