It was 7th grade 6th period. That's the first day I cut. I remember my ex boyfriend being so worried. Asking me why I did. Well I can't remember why I did it now. I didn't cut the rest of 7th grade though.

Everything kind of went down hill from there. I lost my old friends. People started bullying me. I started to get really depressed.
8th grade came around and I made new friends. I was still depressed. But I managed to hide it behind my smile. Even know it was fake people believed it. I started cutting again as my family started to fall apart. My mom and step dad always fought. And me being bipolar didn't help.

I was always fighting with my step dad. My mom always blamed me for everything that happened. I cut a lot.