I have been trying so hard to keep my promise to everyone, but it’s just been getting so hard. About 3 months or so ago, someone told my counselor about… well… my SI. I have no idea who, because I haven’t told a soul in my life. He told my parents, they were heartbroken, blah blah blah. You know the story. They think that I could just quit cold turkey. They act like it’s “Just a Phase” and that I’ll never do it again. I wish that were the case. I’ve only done it a few times since then, but that’s enough for me to realize that I’m just doing more harm to myself. Nobody knows that I still SI once in a great while, when my built up emotions just boil over. My mum sent me to a therapist, but I hated her so much. She acted like she knew me perfectly, and then accused me as being in a SI group. And then she laughed. At me. So I went to go see a new therapist recently and he was nice at least, and made me feel a bit better. I just don’t know what to do. My parents think everything is fine, but every time they yell, or I get mad, I just store it away like I always have. It’s tough, you know, having no-one to talk to. Does anybody have any advice? Please?