Well...................... i finially told someone. Well an adult that is. one that i trust quite a bit too, my step grandma. She said she knows a very good shrink that could help me. But now that i think about it i wish i hadn't. I wish i hadn't told her a lot of things. Even though i needed help, and she helped me and always has, i still think i made the wrong decision. I didn't want to tell anyone. I didn't want to go to a shrink, but now that's unavoidable! i'm so confused. i thought i could stop be myself, but now i know i can't. I still don't want help though! And the other thing before i told my grandma my mother saw the scars on my sides, well side she only saw one side and i told her that it was only on that side. But that's not true, and i also told her that i've stopped. So my grandmother is tha only one that knows i still do and that it's kinda become a habit. Oh i hope both my parents don't find out, i know it would be aweful if they did.