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?