I am a grown woman with a beautiful, sweet child. Stay at home mom living in a wealthy neighborhood with a successful fiance. I drive a nice car. I carry a designer diaper bag, wear contour, and I dress like a normal responsible looking adult. I look like a respectable member of society. I smile and laugh a lot.
I also cut the shit out of my left arm to get through hard days. No one but my fiance knows or would ever suspect. I think it is pretty normal, but it is definitely not healthy.
Self harm, I can't stop
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I am a grown woman with a beautiful, sweet child. Stay at home mom living in a wealthy neighborhood with a successful fiance. I drive a nice car. I carry a designer diaper bag, wear contour, and I dress like a normal responsible looking adult. I look like a respectable member of society. I smile and laugh a lot.
I also cut the shit out of my left arm to get through hard days. No one but my fiance knows or would ever suspect. I think it is pretty normal, but it is definitely not healthy.