I feel like I’m trapped in this world that my parents have created for me. They want me to be the perfect child and I don’t think they understand who I really am. They don’t actually know anything about me, they think they know me but they don’t. Nobody understands when I tell them how trapped I feel, so I feel alone and helpless. I’ve self injured for about a year, give or take a couple of months. I don’t want to, but I believe it is my cry for help. Maybe one day my parents will stop being caught up in their perfect world and they will actually see the scars. Until them, I’m trapped. I hope to stop self injuring myself, but I don’t think it’ll happen anytime soon. But, I have read many of the posts on the blog on this website, on TWLOHA and other self-injury websites and I have been given hope. Hope of a better tomorrow, hope that I will be able to pull through this and stop self-injuring myself. Thank you so much to all who have given me hope. I am thinking of talking to my parents about S.I. Hopefully I will recover soon, and so will you.