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- Aug 10, 2020
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TW for detailed self-harm, (possible) abuse. please let me know if anything said here is inappropriate/too graphic or if this belongs in another thread.
i realize that having access to mental health services is a privilege, but i can't bring myself to take advantage of this privilege due to things that have happened in the past.
when this all happened, my mental health, simply put, was in shambles. i had scars running up my forearms and chest. i had a ten-inch knife in my pillowcase that i cut myself with every morning. i often refused to go to school. one day, when my mom was cleaning my room while i was away (i do this myself usually), she found said knife.
she responded by taking away my phone (as pathetic as it sounds, my internet friends were my only support system) and yelling at me. one time, she even hit me when she found out i was relapsing. another time, i was overreacting to schoolwork (screaming, swearing, ripping at the paper, etc) and she came in because i said "hell" and threw holy water on me. another time, when i refused to go to school, she brought me to her workplace, to where i had to sit in an office all day (and was found by the person who worked there), and then i had to sit in an empty conference room until her day was over. when i went to the doctor, the constant checking of my arms made me feel even more embarrassed.
i haven't been able to come clean about anything since, because i'm afraid of being treated like that again. i want to get everything off my chest, but i don't want to be treated like that again. advice? keep in mind the only thing i've been diagnosed with is adjustment disorder.
tldr; struggled with self harm, got treated like shit because of it, too afraid to ask for help.
i realize that having access to mental health services is a privilege, but i can't bring myself to take advantage of this privilege due to things that have happened in the past.
when this all happened, my mental health, simply put, was in shambles. i had scars running up my forearms and chest. i had a ten-inch knife in my pillowcase that i cut myself with every morning. i often refused to go to school. one day, when my mom was cleaning my room while i was away (i do this myself usually), she found said knife.
she responded by taking away my phone (as pathetic as it sounds, my internet friends were my only support system) and yelling at me. one time, she even hit me when she found out i was relapsing. another time, i was overreacting to schoolwork (screaming, swearing, ripping at the paper, etc) and she came in because i said "hell" and threw holy water on me. another time, when i refused to go to school, she brought me to her workplace, to where i had to sit in an office all day (and was found by the person who worked there), and then i had to sit in an empty conference room until her day was over. when i went to the doctor, the constant checking of my arms made me feel even more embarrassed.
i haven't been able to come clean about anything since, because i'm afraid of being treated like that again. i want to get everything off my chest, but i don't want to be treated like that again. advice? keep in mind the only thing i've been diagnosed with is adjustment disorder.
tldr; struggled with self harm, got treated like shit because of it, too afraid to ask for help.