I’m 15, and I started injuring a few months ago. I use it to deal with my anxiety disorder that started in middle school. I love to draw, sing, and write, but my passions don’t distract me anymore. I like to pass myself off as a happy person, and I blame my injuries on my cat. I have a great family, and an awesome boyfriend, but I’m still lonely. Anyone in a similar boat as me, or just want to talk?