Recently, my mom found out about my S.I. She freaked out, but as overprotective as she is, she didn’t really do anything to make sure I didn’t do it again after the first couple of days. I was doing okay until there was a huge blowout with my dad. Like, major. And I S.I.ed again. I just don’t even know what to do anymore. I want to stop so bad, but it almost seems like it’s out of my control. I feel guilty too, because after some of the stories I’ve read, my life really isn’t all that bad. I have a fairly loving family, some friends, and people who care about me. So I feel like I shouldn’t have a reason to even do it, but it’s gotten to the point where I don’t even really need a reason anymore, just certain things trigger it, and sometimes nothing does except my mind. I just can’t take it.