When I first self harmed in seventh grade it was wierd, I came home crying and I went to the bathroom. I wasn't thinking, I grabbed the shower razor and dragged it all over my legs leaving my skin puffy and stained red and stinging. And that one time, one moment of overwhelming sadness, brings me to where I am today.
Never enough. This is why people should be more aware, because depression, being suicidal, self-harm they're not always easily seen. So be good to people and try to make their day a little better in some way because you never know what's really going on on the inside. -Ray