I stared when I was 13, (I’m 17 now)  I haven’t stopped tough I tired to many times. I feel like a failure when I relapse.  I worry that I might never stop injuring for ever , even tough I am getting a bit better. My boyfriend is the only one that knows I still injure. He does help me, but, he lives to far.  I don’t know what to do. I feel so stuck and trapped.