I’ve stopped SI for a month now and I was so proud. I’m not as proud right now. I did it again. The urge is just always there its so hard to stop. It just piled up last night sadness ontop of anger ontop of depression. So I had to do it. Worst of all, my mom saw the injuries after i got out of the shower. She feels as if she is a failure as a parent and makes me feel even worse about myself for making her feel like that and it makes me want to SI more. I dont know what to do.