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I am fourteen years old and I have been cutting sense I was eight or nine. My mom tells me she is going to send me off to get help but you can’t stop unless you want to stop and I don’t want to stop.

My parents seperated when I was only three years old. I haven’t seen my dad in five years. My mom yells at me whenever she sees me and acts like I don’t even exist when my sister is around.

When I am at school people pick on me about how short I am. I have been thinking about suicide a lot lately. If you want to contact me you can e-mail me at


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