I told my mom. I explained about depression and self-harm. I decided to be blunt and just tell her: it made things better, but not anymore. Telling my dad is going to be interesting, but I'm just so over hiding.
Burned my arm though, at work. Not gonna say it wasn't a little satisfying. Boyfriend accidentally burst the blister last night, but now it's finally starting to heal.
Oh yeah, boyfriend.
Sorry. It's just spring break at last, and I'm really happy (though nervous).
Hope y'all are happy as well.